KRAYZIE BONE - Shackled Up lyrics

As I wake up in the mornin, I jump up out a my bed

Freedom is on my mind as I place this six by nine cell

Nigga ain't seen daylight, they got me caged like, I'm runnin wild

Just for tryna' feed myself, since they act like we ain't even here

So I say, I've done no wrong, I wanna go home now

Ain't tryna listen to that

The niggas I used to call, they ain't pickin up the phone now

Niggas know I'm trippin for that

I miss my mama, brotha, sistas, man, I'm feelin so alone now

Wish that I could go back

I guess I'm payin the dues of a real true soldier

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It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat

That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep

I'm suited up to kill, all my enemies

If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me

Now that I'm livin in a cell, the tables are turned

I never knew I had such a lesson to learn

I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes

I'm so caught up I don't know what to do

I got a letter in the mail from my girl, she let me know

That I'm too thuggish for her world, so she need to let me go

Plus her mama playa hatin sayin datin me is dangerous

She don't think she should hang with thugs

She probably better off though

Run in back and tell the broad she can go, give my mama all my clothes

The keys to my low-low to my brother

Bitch, if niggas tell me you in my shit you will be fucked up

This shit ain't right

Lawyer say that ?? we got that bitch tonight

He say she down to ride, with young niggas like me

Two strikes and I violated my probation

Plus they say they get me if they ever saw my face again

So I, be spendin more time, as a Thug on the Line

Did the crime so I'm doin the time

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Tomorrow mornin, I'm scheduled for the court room

Voices in my head sayin, "Nigga, what you gon' do?"

No soon, I be ridin that big blue bus

Chained up with the killas and the thugs

Tossed all night in my bunk, waitin for the judge to send me up

I knew just what it was when I got cuffed

That that would be the last time I would see the sun

First I picture myself in jail, that vision wack

Then I picture myself rollin my Cadillac

Bounce, bounce, side to side, hittin switches

Pullin off on them bitches, just tryna' get it

But then I flash back 'cause my cell door slam

Now I got to go see the man, damn

Now we bailin down the hallway

Niggas yellin, "keep it real," nigga always, always

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