Prison Blues

S.O.J.A

These prison blues a standard issue

Even when our shirts ain’t blue

We’ve got shake downs on a daily

Shanks and ropes, she snitches too

Those bars lockin’ down a cell block

Warden’s yellin’ down the hall

Was you gonna make my prison thicker?

Higher, sharper wall?

I lift that hammer, hammer’s heavy

And let that fall upon a stone

And let that shake these chains that bind me

And build these walls I call my home

I’ve got scars that poorly mended

And I don’t seem to fit no more

Yet I wake myself each mornin’

Just prepare for what’s in store

For what’s in store for me

So tonight it’s cold cold as bullets

Keys walk up and down my tear

Tell myself the end is coming soon

To chase away the fear,

That same fear that’s got me drinkin’

and put these tracks all down my arm

That same fear’s been inside me, ever since I was born

I lift that hammer, hammer’s heavy

And let that fall upon a stone

And let that shake these chains that bind me

And build these walls I call my home

I’ve got scars that poorly mended

And I don’t seem to fit no more

Yet I wake myself each mornin’

Just prepare for what’s in store

For what’s in store for me

Freedom’s just a distant memory

I lose more and more each day

Can’t forgive the man inside me

My tranquility is gone

Every day’s like every other

Every day’s like..let me out of here

Let me out of here

Let me out of here now

Patrocinado