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Lot of niggas go to prison—how many come out Malcolm X?
I know I'm not; shit, can't even talk about the rest
Famous last words: "You under arrest"
Will I get popped tonight? It's anybody's guess, I guess
A nigga need to stay cunning
I guess when the cops coming, need to start running
I won't make the same mistakes from my last run-in
You either done doing crime now, or you done in
I got a brother on the run, and one in
Wrote me a letter—he said, "When you coming?"
Shit, man, I thought the goal's to stay out
Back against the wall, then shoot your way out
Getting money's a style that never plays out
'Til you in a box, and your stash money’s paid out
The scales of justice ain't equally weighed out
Only two ways out: digging tunnels or digging graves out