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Magic!

Genres: Pop

Incarcerated Lyrics - Magic!

So what cha' back here for 

Yeah, ya doin' time 

Want cha' to meet some people of mine, ya heard me 

Over here we got, uh, David Banner, Tira, Fiend 

Head counts to Mr. Magic, Blaxuede 

And we gon' do it like this here, ya heard me 

 

They got us incarcerated (Damn) 

20 to life is what I'm facing (Said talk to em') 

Can't seem to get away from the cases (Say damn) 

My freedom is the only thing I'm chasing (Gotta talk to em') 

 

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Look, they got me locked up in O-Z 

Stay the fuck from around me, ya niggas don't know me 

Ya cross me, ya better down me 

Better ask, I'm a hustler 

Sharpen up the toothbrush and go for the jugular 

You see me holdin' on these hind bars 

Screamin' fuck the world ready to go to war 

I stay focused, keep my eyes on the uniforms 

They laugh with us but them bitches wanna do us harm 

I'm pumpin' iron you can see the fire in my eyes 

Whoppin' you motherfuckers, prepare to tire 

Incarcerate me if you wanna but my mind gon' always be free 

And on the streets nigga remember that they shootin' at me 

I can't get used to this food, this shit is making me sick 

Plus half these niggas in here done took that dick 

Head hurtin' waitin' on my day to escape 

But fuck the barbwire I'm goin' over the gate 

 

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Hold up, who the fuck is you bitch, label me a criminal 

Deal with any nigga when doin' times get critical 

Cops crewed out cause I was tryin' to get too physical 

Now I'm in this room, coughing and raising my genitals 

Behind bars, fist fights in the yard 

 

I'ma dodge spending nights in the morgue 

Look, more ticket to spend his life with the Lord 

He think he make it out, take it out 

Now my cellmate talkin' bout breakin' out 

Look, I told that fool it was impossible 

Too much of an obstacle 

If you get caught you know what them cops'll do 

He had to quit more time, personal hospital 

Actin' like he didn't know them people rotten too 

Don't he look familiar, niggas in chains 

You make me wanna kill ya, ya think it's a game 

His uniform and his badge make him think he the man 

I can't take it, have to face it, the people got us 

 

I got partners that ain't never comin' home 

Two collect calls on the phone 

Still touch the street cause I Jones 

Still cuss the heat cause of Jones 

Fuck a bitch that you own 

Behind bars that'll never be chrome 

Where ever T on, let it be known 

His mind gone 

Roam and become straight throne 

Graduated from col, heard he got moved from Californ 

Pumpin' it out the crib got him caught 

Two miles from the state dramas 

Eight blocks from the Magnolia 

If he don't speak soldier he over 

So he got it from the dirty and trife 

Got familiar with the skills, I done murdered for stripes 

Break the guard for the last time, it was my last time talkin' to him 

You wanna see him, be a dead man walkin' to him 

Unless he died from natural cause, they'll execute his ass tomorrow 

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