dawg im still trapped in this prison of delusion happiness seems so watered-down diluded a armed carrier criminal they lable me by law no longer an individual a number is what it coast I'll get lost ghosts your town when I come around bet order gets found disapline within nocoastra found loop holes and gaps infact the meaning of trapped first hand now thug nation on they way home from prison lord automatics gone spray i can't wait until this rain turn to sunshine any given day this 45 replaced the space of my 9 on my side when slugs fly at those that testified should've lied im military minded the art of war bitches i got them lost were you find this a long kiss whats beef bitch don't you know that they know that i know were they live Swiss cheese that joint while getting some thats how it is yeah thats for the burnt bridge I put some cash in yo pockets made you a man again you know the saying as bout bitting that hand needs to bleed then dumped in quick sand and never mentioned again just saying