Incarcerated In Black Chambers

[jackieamos]

Lock down in black chambers
Regret the day I played a hero
Locked down in black chambers
s calling me homie,
Living by the code of destruction
Sold my soul to Satan wanting to be a hero
All I had to do is educate my mind
Lock down in black chambers trying to be a hood
Killing nigg—s as they disrespect my turf.
I want you to know, never understood the meaning of hero’
I tried real hard, never understood the word holy
I want you to see, the life of the hood
Living in the eyes of my own deception
When you take a life, you take your own.

Living in a cage with nigg—s bad than me
Got a pretty face, I became their .
Turning me out when ever they please
I ask my self who is the man, and who is worm
Living under the codes of Satan, they turn me
Into a , call coma what goes around
Shall come again..

I want you to know, recruiting babies from
The cradle, teaching them to be murders,
Using my sisters, for the inner whore circles.
Living by the green, selling white powder to
My people’s jewels, killing of the legacy black roots,
Living in a space call Satan tomb.

I tried believing yaw god, but sold my soul to Satan
Had to prove I was a man
I want you to know,
I acknowledged with scripts,
burying my homies, living under the
Emancipations of death,
boxes in the dirt, tears upon
My victim’s mama’s face
brother man is dead; I live his death each day
So who is really free, why do I hurt?

They said you're by my side, keep homies alive,
I couldn’t understand the meaning living death, I
Decided, make up my mind, I am already dead, am I About to fall,
Living in a cage of instant death, I shall never
See the outside again, nigg—s coming back
In the mist of the night, holding my mind
As they remind me of the black finger
That pull the trigger.

I know you aren’t everywhere,
you cant catch me when I fall,
Let me tell you about a hero was
cut off in the end, I cried upon
the lord, he said treason, I’m not home.
I call upon my homie’s they never had the time
I was once respected by my homies, I live in a 8/11
Cell, thugs live upon my cage.
a hero instead, I pleaded my cause,
I fall to my knees, the image I killed peace to the deceased,
an te who made my heart bleed-
When tears fall upon my eyes,
Trying to play a game
Living in a 8/11 cell
Trying to be a rapper teaching genocide
Trying to be a man, hook on stupidity
All I can think about, would I ever see
My mama? Before she leaves this place call earth.