Master P - Hands Of A Dead Man lyrics

[verse-1] As they shackled and chained me for a murder case Out the hood on my way to cya And from cya to the pembrooke If they find the murder weapon i get 10 more But just like a g i remained calm No witnesses a few more weeks i'll be going home But as the f**ing police car drove off g I started thinking about my motherf**ing family About the dope game must of been the wrong move I still here my pops saying n***a stay in school But once you shackled and chained ain't no turning back You get in front of the judge n***a you can tell your facts I fell asleep in the back of the cop car Woke up ?? bout a mothaf**ing phone call And as they booked me i had a mouthful of crack And when i sh** tonight b**h i'm gone get it back I must be daydreaming i'm thinking about my b**h Til this motherf**er woke me up and cough quick And as they checked me bu*t naked and balls dangling With 50 other motherf**ers in the shower saying Yo man check this out You gotta sleep with one eye open and one eye closed fool This your first time in jail n***a gone need some friends By the way youngster what's your name [verse-2] You can call me k**er on the streets its the dopeman And like scarface you gotta let your nuts hang I put my glock up to a fool don't move g See in 94 s**ers catching lugies But ain't nobody tripping on the black man You either learn to dope deal or you gang bang See in the ghetto a life don't mean sh** And most blacks they don't know about politics And once you marked for d**h than your a** is smoked Cause n***as dying young in the ghetto Gang banging that can get you 40 to life So choose your casket red, blue or white And once you gone ain't no motherf**ing coming back The way you live is the way you gone die black Glocks pulled on this s**er for selling dope n***a owe me money so you know he gotta go f**ing with my stash i'm gone kick that a** Spend 17 rounds as they stuff him in a bodybag Even though i know i'm living f**ing ignorant I guess that's the sh** that got me in the pen But since i'm in, i guess i got to hold my ground Make a second case so motherf**ers ?? down Hit the weights on a motherf**ing daily basis And keep my mouth closed and always remember faces Cause once you in jail you ain't nothing but a number black You never know when the f**er going to call you back I'd rather sleep in some motherf**ing quick sand They k**ed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead man (chorus x4) Have you ever held the hand of a dead man