Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lockdown, artist - Mac. Date of issue: 08.06.2016
Song language: English
Lockdown |
| Ima send this out to my nigga soulja slim |
| My nigga cold jack, my nigga curve |
| My nigga ween just touched down |
| I was on my way upstate, for felonies, mac would never see |
| The sunshine, these good old times, its haunting me My family is wanting me to break free |
| Plus its looking as if Im about to die, in the arms of the justice |
| Plotting my escape, before I made it to the gates |
| Thinking ima break, no matter what the shit takes |
| The maximum incarceration is what they got me facing |
| Im having thoughts of pacing and masterbation |
| Laying up in a cell, never seeing females |
| Reminiscing about the skins I gave hell, oh well |
| Courts aint even trying to hear my pleases |
| Yelling you gonna get parole when hell freezes |
| A double murder is what I got to explain to god |
| With no holds barred, its hard, my mind is forever scarred |
| Mercy on a soldier, Im seeing things nostradamus couldnt see |
| When all I really wanna be is free nigga |
| This is for my people locked down |
| Hold you heads up and stand your ground |
| On the block its the same struggle |
| The cops put a bad lock on the hustle |
| They hate to see the niggas buckle |
| My baby girl is pregnant with a future mac |
| Waiting for me to come back, but old judge aint tryin to hear that |
| He rather see me locked in this rage, in a two man cage |
| A straight rage, Id rather be on stage |
| Instead Im in the pit, over some shit, I didnt commit |
| It was the niggas I was with, but Im silent |
| Its funny how lucifer can seduce ya These so called niggas be on the seas of madusa |
| Its funny how time walk, when they be in the slammer |
| Facing the type of sentences you cant correct with grammer |
| And Im dealing with these lifers, some of these niggas find me attractive |
| They be trying to bend me over backwards, but bitch I aint having it Years add on, every enemy I shank, penetentary aint what you think |
| I wanna be free, wishing I could strangle up all the jurors and prosecutors |
| But Im trapped with lots of losers |
| Its been 9 months of pain, in this ball and chain |
| Still thinkin about them days, I was living vain, aint it strange |
| Cause Id give anything to move on And play a game of peek-a-boo with my newborn |
| Im seeing niggas take they own lives under pressure |
| You come back here with attitudes, niggas gonna test ya Im lookin at the gates, ready to break, bitch I dont fake |
| Tell the judge Ill be rapping at his wake |