Uh, uh, yo, check it, uh      These are last words of the hanging slave   How can I forget this   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broker than a dope bitch?   Powerful mind, we brave men   I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin'      These are last words of the hanging slave   How can I forget this?   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broke and bag a dope bitch?   Powerful minds, we brave men   I'ma blow smoke and keep sayin'      I wanna be more than that bullet that go through ya zone   Wanna be the lead that tear through ya skin and crack bones   Wanna be the heat you feel, makin' ya moan   Wanna be the hospital bed that you lay on      Wanna be the god you feel when you pray on   It's Nashawn the type that get the hyper con   I'm gonna kill something, rap cats be real frontin'   Fuckin' shootin' legs   Cock back put his brains on the pave      Nigga how 'bout that?   Close range with the gadge get payed   First rapper to shoot off stage   Turn the front page the next day my life is like a book   A twenty four hour song without no hook      Millennium Thug, computer chips up in my slug   Turn quarters when you turn quarters, know who to plug   Thugs around me outside it's grimmy outside   Better slide before you get bodied outside      These are last words of the hanging slave   How could I forget this?   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broke and bag a dope bitch?   Powerful mind, we brave men   I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin'      These are last words of the hanging slave   How can I forget this?   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broke and bag a dope bitch?   Powerful minds, we brave men   I'ma blow smoke and keep sayin'      I'ma prison cell, six by nine   Livin hell stone wall, metal bars for the gods in jail   My nickname, the can, the slammer, the big house   I'm the place many fear 'cause there's no way out      I take the sun away, put misery instead   When you wit me most folks consider you dead   I saw too many inmates fallin' apart   Call for the guards to let them out at night when it's dark      Convicts think they alone but if they listen close   They can hear me groan, touch the wall, feel my pulse   All the pictures, you put up is stuck to my skin   I hear ya prayers   (Even when ya whisperin')      I make it hotter in the summer, colder in the winter   If the court parole ya, then another con enters   No remorse for your tears, I seen 'em too often   When you cry, I make you feel alive inside a coffin      Watch you when you eat, play with you mind when you sleep   Make you dream that you free, then make you wake up to me   Face to face with a cage, no matter your age   I can shatter you, turn you into a savage in rage      Change ya life, that's if you get a chance to get out   'Cause only you and I know what sufferings about   Yo, it's stunning when bed sheets become your woman   And I'm the one that gotcha weapons when the beef is coming      Maybe, one day   I'll open up my arms to release you   You'll always be my property   Nigga stay legal      These are last words of the hanging slave   How can I forget this?   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broke and bag a dope bitch?   Powerful mind, we brave men   I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin'      These are last words of the hanging slave   How can I forget this?   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broke and bag a dope bitch?   Powerful minds, we brave men   I'ma blow smoke and keep sayin'      These are last words of the hanging slave   How can I forget this?   I rob you, put you on my hit list   Under my nails is dirty, look at the grime      My burnt lips from the roach clips   How can I shine being broke and bag a dope bitch?   Powerful mind, we brave men   I blow smoke and I'ma keep sayin'