when i was a kid i was bold and wiled i was robing car's i was only a child ,,i was 9or10 i got nicked with a knife, they put me in a cell try to give me a fright,,,then they rang me da told him on the phone,,he had to come and had to bring me home,, what he told me on that drive that night,, stuck with me for the rest of live,, lisson son never trust a lier, the road your on now, your playing with fire,, you are my oldest son and i won't tell a lie, keep going down this road ill see you die,,, can't believe it fuck he starts to cry,,, lisson da it won't be that way,,,no lisson son please hear what i say,,, your only a child we still have time,,, please son don't chous a life of crime,, end up on drugs or on the run looking over your shoulder have to carry a gun end up in the house of the rising sun ,,,if you're not in the house you'll be stuck in jail waiting on a call,, pray to God for bail,,, you'll be sitting in a cell with 10growing men so this is what they call the pen,,, work for 50cent a day it makes your hair turn old and gray,,, doing laps or sit in the sun you'll find no fun you live in the house of the rising sun