These Walls - Nappy Roots

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin?

I’ve lost my will to win

Forgive my sin

As darkness approaches, and I’m fumblin' through the blunt roaches

Its lookin' hopeless, totally unfocused, stumblin' onto the front porch

Posted with my closest associates, we were so broke

Though a couple of us had sold dope, still humble enough to be po' folk

We comin' up to be grown folk, ain’t dumb enough to be slow poke

Know the hours of death they grow close, so we give our lives to the utmost

Plus, here’s a extra point, visualize the goal post

No, we not eatin' duck roast, but we live our lives to the utmost

Cause those pressure points are the corners that we cut close

Turn most civilized yeagas to cutthroats

And it’s these men they send upstate by the truckloads

And herd 'em in to the Pen' like buffalos, I’m sayin'

The game was sold, not told to me

Heartache won’t let go of me

Games say that I’ll live and lie

But I’ll try

Every which-a-way tell you the angles I done tossed and turned

And hit and missed, pissed cause of that didn’t amount to this

Gettin' it ain’t got a damn thing to do with keepin' shit

Workin' damn hard to get it, plans of not partin' with it

Life got a way of showin' you shit you can’t bear to see

Tough keepin' float, settin' sail through a sea of Gs

Somethin' should happen on this night I lay me down to sleep

Wasn’t happy with my friend, pray the lord my soul to keep

I’m 'bout 3000 miles from Graceland, 'bout a county from Macon

But you would think I’m arm reach from Satan

I got a strange way of tellin' the truth

Most felons do stuff between hearin' your story and tellin' it too

Stuck between numb and feelin' it

I’m right between calm and militant, on the search for deliverance

I’m three days from beatin' my case at the arraignment

This shit’s basic, get to jail, get the statement

Born with the heart of a soldier

Right now I’m stuck behind bars but daddy told ya

I chose to march with Martin carryin' posters

They lock me down, but they usually hang us folks up

It’s so tough, white man tryin' to control us

And mold us, assimilate our cultures, they doped us

Hell naw, I’m stayin' focused, I won’t corrupt with evil

I’m forever fightin' for my people, for equal

(Fight for your rights)

«Ladies and gentlemen, I have some very sad news for all of you

Could you lower those signs please?

Martin Luther King was shot and was killed tonight.»