Dead Man Walking Lyrics

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Dead Man Walking Lyrics

dad sold crack all night.My life was fucked from the jumpstreet,now this kite I write.Never had half a fuckin chance,my whole trial I was broke.Circumstantial that's bullshit,my defense was a joke![You go in a motherfuckin courtroom,with a fuckin public defender - the publicdefender works with the fuckin D.A.!Motherfuckers ain't got no chance, youain't got no money you're fucked, you'refucked!]Now this cell is my residence,my address is The Row.24 hour lock down,when they'll kill me who knows ?Guilty - we the unfree!Dead men walkingGuilty - we the unfree!Dead men walkingI'm a genius from books now,Never read on the street.Never lifted a fuckin weight,now my boys concrete.Filed a hundred appeals or more,no response from the state.Get no phone calls or visits,My mentality's hate![When I was on the street I had mother-fuckin boys, where's my bitch ? She won'teven accept my fuckin phone calls! Yo,they better not let me up out this mother-fucka, you this shit's on, fuck that word!]I get visits from doctors,analyzing the ill.Families pray for my death now,vengeance lays for the kill.CHORUS[Does the defendant have any final wordshe would like to say to the court ?Yeah, I got somethin I'd like to say. Yo,you, judge, you a racist motherfucker. Ifeel like bustin your motherfuckin...no, letme go...I'm gonna kill everyone one of youjurors. If I ever get out of here, I'mcomin one by one and blow your mother-fuckin brains out. You motherfuckers!No, keep your motherfuckin hands off!Fuck that!]So I think 'bout my past now,my future holds only pain.Involuntarily drugged by the statefor years,now I know I'm insane.When I'm moved shackled hands and feet,my skin's covered in ink.I read the bible 'bout twenty-five times,now fuck god's how I think![You can save all that religious bullshit,stay the fuck out of my cell. If that priestcomes in my cell, I'm a bust him in the -I'll break your fuckin neck with my barehands, fuck that.]So live your life to the fullest,but remember don't trip.One mistake you're my neighbor,and there's no one here rich!CHORUS

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