Lock Down Lyrics - Mac

1997, same-old shit, (whats happening), niggas locked down 

a cage bird can only sing for so long nigga, you know what I'm sayin' 

wanna be free, thats real 

[Verse 1] 

I was on my way upstate, for felonies, Mac'll never see 

The sunshine, these good old times, it's haunting me 

My family is wanting me to break free 

Plus it's looking as if I'm about to die, in the arms of the justice 

Plotting my escape, before I made it to the gates 

Thinking I'ma break, no matter what the shit takes 

The maximum incarceration is what they got me facing 

I'm having thoughts of pacing and masturbation 

Laying up in a cell, never seeing females 

Reminiscing about the skins I gave hell, oh well 

Courts ain't even trying to hear my pleases 

Yelling you gonna get parole when hell freezes 

A double murder is what I got to explain to God 

With no holds barred, it's hard, my mind is forever scarred 

Mercy on a soldier, I'm seeing things Nostradamus couldn't see 

When all I really wanna be is free nigga 

[Chorus] 

(I want to be free, oh yeah 

I want to be free, oh yeah 

I want to be free, oh yeah 

I want to be free, oh yeah 

I want to be free, oh yeah) 

[Verse 2] 

My baby girl is pregnant with a future Mac 

Waiting for me to come back, but old judge ain't tryin to hear that 

He wanna see me die of old age, in a two man cage 

A straight rage, I'd rather be on stage 

Instead I'm in the pit, over some shit, I didn't commit 

It was the niggas I was with, but I'm silent 

Its funny how Lucifer can seduce ya 

These so called niggas be on the Seas of Madusa 

Its funny how time walk, when they be in the slammer 

Facing the type of sentences you can't correct with grammar 

And I'm dealing with these lifers, some of these niggas find me attractive 

And be trying to bend me over backwards, but I'm active 

Years add on, every enemy I shank, penitentiary ain't what you think 

I wanna be free, wishing I could strangle up all the jurors and prosecutors 

But I'm trapped with lots of losers 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

Its been 9 months of pain, in this ball and chain 

Still thinkin about them days, I was living vain, ain't it strange 

Cause I'd give anything to move on 

And play a game of peek-a-boo with my newborn 

I'm seeing niggas take they own lives under pressure 

You come in here with attitudes, niggas gonna test ya 

I'm lookin at the gates, ready to break, I don't fake 

Tell the judge I'll be rhyming at his wake 

I'm free nigga