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Mac lyrics Lockdown (Remix) lyrics Mac talking: I'ma send this out to my nigga Soulja Slim my nigga Cold Jack, my nigga Curve my nigga Ween just touched down Verse 1 I was on my way upstate, for felonies, Mac would never see The sunshine, these good old times, it's haunting me My family is wanting me to break free Plus it's looking as if I'm about to die, in the arms of the justice Plotting my escape, before I made it to the gates Thinking I'ma break, no matter what the shit takes The maximum incarceration is what they got me facing I'm having thoughts of pacing and masterbation Laying up in a cell, never seeing females Reminiscing about the skins I gave hell, oh well Courts ain't 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, it's hard, my mind is forever scarred Mercy on a soldier, I'm seeing things Nostradamus couldn't see When all I really wanna be is free nigga Chorus x2 This is for my people locked down Hold you heads up and stand your ground On the block it's the same struggle The cops put a bad lock on the hustle they hate to see the niggas buckle Verse 2 My baby girl is pregnant with a future Mac Waiting for me to come back, but old judge ain't tryin to hear that He rather see me locked in this rage, in a two man cage A straight rage, I'd rather be on stage Instead I'm in the pit, over some shit, I didn't commit It was the niggas I was with, but I'm 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 can't correct with grammer And I'm 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 ain't what you think I wanna be free, wishing I could strangle up all the jurors and prosecutors But I'm trapped with lots of losers Chorus x2 Verse 3 Its been 9 months of pain, in this ball and chain Still thinkin about them days, I was living vain, ain't it strange Cause I'd give anything to move on And play a game of peek-a-boo with my newborn I'm seeing niggas take they own lives under pressure You come back here with attitudes, niggas gonna test ya I'm lookin at the gates, ready to break, bitch I don't fake Tell the judge I'll be rapping at his wake Chorus x2 Other Mac lyrics: Boss Chick lyrics Be All You Can Be lyrics Tank Dawgz lyrics Slow Ya Roll lyrics We Don't Love 'Em lyrics Can I Ball lyrics Money Gets lyrics The Game lyrics Meet Me At The Hotel lyrics Shell Shocked lyrics Nobody Make a Sound lyrics Beef lyrics Camoflauge Love lyrics My Brother lyrics Soldier Party lyrics Murder, Murder, Kill, Kill lyrics Wooo lyrics Callin' Me lyrics Memories lyrics Empire lyrics Paranoid lyrics War Party lyrics Like Before lyrics We Deadly lyrics Bloody lyrics You Never Know lyrics If It's Cool lyrics Paradise lyrics That's Hip Hop lyrics Can U Love Me? (Eyes of a Killer) lyrics Genocide lyrics Father's Day lyrics Still Callin' Me lyrics Best Friends lyrics Battle Cry (Tomorrow) lyrics Cops and Robbers lyrics |