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Текст песни (Twista f) Turtle Banxx - Jail Time

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this is Joliet Correctional Facilityyou have a collect call from inmateyeah this is Tuckerto accept this call please press 3 nowthank youhello(Turtle Banxx)hey sis let me speak to mommawho me on find besides all the dramathe system took me in but then they took me underI suffer being another numberI wonder if I could conquer dis criminal structure built to puncturethe hearts of menwhen them guards come in the bars and the penI know I`m in hell and its hard to winI stay up late lying in the dark for methinking bout the night the police came marching inits like they wouldn`t stop barging inasking momma what mob I`m intry strictly left us some scars withinfighting back the lyrics of a favorite baptist himits over now cant hold a childmold a child scold a child or own a child a soldier nowbaby hold your tearsbecome a teacher mold ya peerslet em know its cold in herethis ain`t the way to spend them older yearsI`m over the fears of the worldno longer momma`s pearl in hereits all clear them older cats school me to the gameI`m all ears no mo rats or any cold beersthe ghetto famous disappear(chorus 1)they run up in my homeand took you from my worldnow ya gone and I`m feeling all the pain that your going through(chorus 1 in background of chorus 2)(chorus 2)sometimes I lay back in my cell cryinghells blind but I hope I make it through this jail timetrying to stay focus but I heard they mad me panic beforeI guess thats what I got my family for behind bars(Turtle Banxx)I`m running outta timemomma there yetwhere my little brother let me holla at himwhats up catI got you coveredstay in the books them streets is a mothaundercovers posing as hustlers exposing the brothers controlling the struggle by any meansbrutality got the police running like the enemyour community need more hugs instead of the slugs the guns the drugsgot crime on killing the love the spirits abovedrop a warning sigh its only 1999but all I think about is 85 them good timesmomma give us her last dimeicey cups you drop yours I give you minetrue love define us to divinecalling it on another`s pride but I hate to see you crythe rain come shinemy family feel my pain insideby the way my baby momma getting marriedbrought tears to my eyes I just hope my son happy(chorus 1)(chorus 1 in background of chorus 2)(chorus 2)(Turtle Banxx)ran to the phone got a hundred guys like meand all we have is precious minutes to reach our people our freebrother listen be strong for mommalet her know I never meant to cause her no dramathe pain make my vain cries thunderwill I recover my name and still discover how the game become uslook how they done uswatered down our pride and drunkers riders g`s and hustlerswe gotta guide our younger theres better days among usnever let the rage you under upstage the promise till tomorrowand the C`s just follow wont feel the sorrowfor the misery we wallowing time swallowingthem better days in this gaze got my mind bogglingoh momma and hey lady I miss youand them ways you raised me them hard head things that drove you crazyrealize ya son took a lot of heart from yaits phone check time I`m gone momma I love you(chorus 1)(chorus 1 in background of chorus 2)(chorus 2)(chorus 2) 2x(chorus 1) 3x

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