Prison Cell
1voize
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Boxed in, exhausted I breathe in the toxins
Lost in this nonsense, bed becomes the coffin
Victim of this system suffer stress must be a symptom
Imprisoned in my consciousness just staring out my window
Wishing to be the answer to suppressing the rapture
World's run by banks and politricks that plan pending disaster
Distracted by a 9 to 5, just slaving for the master
Can't even find the time to strive for dreams I'm chasing after
Capturing what matters, fitting in with rhythmic patterns
Letter from mental prison cell wrote by a dim-lit lantern
Informing those ignoring warnings written in these chapters
Within bars, inflicting scars, under the skin like cancer
But who am I? But 1Voize speaking aloud
Shouting out the walls of this internal prison cell
This isn't living well, sitting in this living hell
What's the difference between projects and a prison cell?
How about a zealot and a infidel?
And isn't hatred toward others a prison in itself?
We're all prisoners, every last one of us
With the prison guards training their guns on us
If change is coming, then it's gotta come from us
Creator up above, how do we adjust?
To the coming storm, I see the clouds as they form
The children of the corn born not to confirm
To those in uniform that's fairy tales like unicorns
We can't stop, won't stop, matter of fact we do it more
Who can rescue me? And save me from myself?
Or do I have the keys to free me from this prison cell?
Life in a box, doing time in the projects
Lost in a prison industrial complex (Yup)
Victim of recidivism, ain't no individualism
Treated like a inmate, even out the prison system (Ain't that a bitch)
Given wisdom but refusing to help
Yeah it's the land of opportunity for those with the wealth (Only if you got paper)
And these keys in the breeze I can make a few G'z
And with Chapo locked up I ain't asking a thing (Where's he coming from?)
Fucking with my livelihood, I will commence to getting off
I failed school, but I can spell Kalashnikov (Click clack)
Unaware of problems, couple decades from contra
All I know is AKs cost me 700 dollars (700)
Descendent of a zoot-suit, all I know is shoot shoot
Big guns, I graduated from deuce deuce