[Chorus: Mike Marshall]
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They got me trapped, aye
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Ooooh trapped like an animal
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I just wanna get out
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But they won't let me live my life
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Ooooh...
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Trapped like an animal
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I just wanna get out
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But they won't let me live my life
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[Verse 1: E-40]
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Uhh, my phone rang
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You got a collect call from an inmate in a federal prison
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I dang near cried
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Too expect charges, press 5
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Family did you get my wheeler, my kite, my letter
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I put sumthin' on your commissary and shot you a little cheddar
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Yeah I got it family right on for that look what I think
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In the federal prison we can email now you should hit me up on cure links
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I'm thinking about writing a book I been keeping a little diary
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Spending a lot of time in the jail house library
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Exercising and eating right, burpees and push-ups at night
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Conditioning my brain fast and try'na change my life
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Remember the homie she up in here too
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He told me to tell you what's up brah he speak highly of you
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He the one who be cuttin' my hair, he try'na go to barber shop
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Stick to hisself neutral partna is a coon
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[Chorus: Mike Marshall]
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[Verse 2: E-40]
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I'm in here on some trucked up charges, but snitchin' not my style
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They gave me mo time than a rapist and a pedafile
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I'm reading the bible my celly reading the Qur'an
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It's been a year since I last seen my mom
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I'm in here programming foreal
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Waiting for the laws to change next week I'm up in a appeal
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But I know it ain't goin work
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Nobody comes to visit; I ain't got no family support
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But I got this one correction new officer, she ain't got no fear
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Anything you can get on the streets we can get it here
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That's what she told me
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So she snuck me in her cell phone put it up in her coochie
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Uhh, I stay in trouble
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Beat the nigga ass with a chair over a game of Pe-Knuckle
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About a week or so ago
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To them I'm just a number they ain't goin never let me go
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[Chorus: Mike Marshall]
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[Verse 3: E-40]
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They in the yard playing basketball hoopin'
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While I'm talking to my OG potna, he proovin'
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He up under that attic
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Anybody fuck with me, he a split they wig back, uhh
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He used to be a baller
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On the streets he a fiend but in the pen he's a shot-caller
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Security on the roof in the pear
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Waiting for some shit to jump off live Mamo and Radic here, uhh
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Tomorrow a nigga birthday and you know
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I got a big ole plastic bag of pruno
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I'm finna get zooted
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Drinking ain't good for you, but is there a peutic
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Man a little chest but under a whole lot of stress
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Reason a 31-year-old granddaddy my grandson Teevan
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I feel bad cause all I got is advice
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And I ain't got nothing to show for it brah I'm in here for life
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[Chorus: Mike Marshall]
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[Sings in background:]
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They got me trapped, they got me trapped, they got me trapped
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Don't matter if you walk away they got'chu trapped
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They got me trapped, they got me trapped, they got me trapped
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Don't matter if you walk away they got'chu trapped
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Trapped
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| E-40 |
