QDIII - Free 'Em All lyrics

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QDIII - Free 'Em All lyrics

Intro: (This is Stephanie Fredric reporting live from inside the Federal Lock-Em-Down Bureau. This just in: there has been a ma**ive uprising in the Country's penitentiaries. This is apparently due to the systematic Imprisonment of several key figures. Now to our confidential sources on The inside...) Verse 1: Tenkamenin They steady takin our money, got us appealin our cases Cos deep down in my heart I know there nothin but racist No more pistols to pull, no more corners to turn I learned all I can learn without being burned Penitentiary dreams got people ma**ing my screams Cos things didn't go the way that it seems, locate and see Dollar bills is all my homies are seeing I guess the devil was the god to influence and do these evil things Incarcerated for murders that been commited But when I meet the judges they steady askin "Who did it?" Should I lie or be a man for my dirty action I'm Larry Hoover, gang disciple, so they label me 'captain' And for Suge, he ran the business the way that he could But feds hate to see 'em livin it good, that's why we should Never trust, even though our lust done put us in the dust That's why they're sayin "In God We Trust", we gotta bust Hook (x2): Tenkamenin I'm livin life inside a jail cell I might as well be livin life inside a dirty hell I can't tell Verse 2: J Flex As ominous conglomerates gain prominence Economic oppression is all they can promise us And when one of our own gang's dethroned Right away they clock him and watch him and tap his telephone Yo, society ain't nuttin sweet They don't wanna see a cat from the street get on his feet It's all designed to enslave us Cos what did Suge Knight do, it ain't be done by Clive Davis Catch my drift? Our culture's burnin slow like a spliff Why do we have to riff when we should uplift We need more real models instead of role models We cloud up our gun smoke and ol' Gold bottles What's the motto? But reality s**s My motto is keep it movin til we control the bucks And the trucks and the trains and ships and airplanes Distribution companies and record store chains Hook (4X) Verse 3: J Flex Damn! I just talked to the brother Now they puttin him under the grey cover, notifyin his mother 'Another one bites the dust' but the only one's dyin is us So I guess I can't trust Ain't no ghetto in the world that manufactures AK's Politicians lookin for backdoor paydays Year after year the same phrase How much brew we gotta pull out before we change our ways? I wanna live to be old and senile Without winding up in the pe-nal with some CO treating me foul See I'll systemise, we become Give up our god, give up rights and grab a gun 'It ain't no fun' when you take two in the chest You mighta when out like a G but I ain't impressed I'm just stressed (why?) cos it's bigger than that The real G's is the Government supplying the gats and that's fact Hook (7X) Outro: I'm livin inside a (I'm livin inside, inside) A jail cell, (mine and yours) I'm blowin up inside a jail cell (Thug til we die) I'm hopin God show me well (bustin back with no reply) I'm livin life inside a jail cell (Free Suge Knight, y'all) (Suge Knight) Hopin God show me well [Free Larry Hoover (Larry Hoover)] Free my cousin Keith y'all, *?Hawawrka?* Free free free 'em all (inside my jail cell) My boy Greedy Box (Put some money in my books) Put some money on MY books Show me love (love), One love n***a, one love Newport (smoke), no feelings baby, (smoke free) Inside a jail cell (jail cell dreams) must dream I'm livin life inside my jail cell (Huh huh, jail cell, jail cell dream) I'm livin life inside my jail cell (Inside my jail cell) I'm livin life inside my jail cell Might as well be livin life inside a dirty hell I can't tell *repeat 3X*