Have you ever imagined to live your life tried? In the court of law or in heaven where god resides He who holds the truth is the writer of the rhyme And it would be a crime to speak out of context Politically correct picture life a convict Living with no regrets that's your only logic Blind to the fact that you controlled your fate The 80's came around and sold you d** to take The 90's took you all the ways straight to the bank Till you got busted at the height of your brink It disappeared so quick you were caught in a blink I bet now you wish you would have stopped to think Because pictures get old and the hurt starts to sting I heard your verdict was read papers all around the world Shock the nation Every boy and girl How could you I just need to know why Why would you Insult my pride How could I Let me look you in my eyes Wile you set across from me You told me those lies From night to day And day back to night Ill fight for life So just hold on tight I feel so close yet so far away Hearing the sounds of hell jails bars and gates I know what I lost once I crossed this way The road more traveled was the big mistake Cause time moves slow and d** aint fake Crime is a horrible way to make pay Surrounded by wire taps and gofer snakes You're quick to lose your a** if you don't be safe Son look at my life it's broken like a plate And when I ask for your help you turn away