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