boondox – nothing to lose lyrics
sittin’ in my cell, this breakin’ bar h-ll.
dreamin’ of the days of murder enlocked in cartel.
drive by’s, date rapes, and weight like barbells.
i stuck my girls throat, stuffed it in the cart well,
oh well, it’s what i thought at the time,
cause in my own mind it didn’t seem like a crime.
it seemed to be fine all it was was good times.
shoot a b-tch snort a line at the drop of a dime.
matter of fact the local mob was my first job
it’s kinda easy when your killin’ to rob.
at least i wasn’t sittin’ home bein’ a slob
i got up off my -ss and started climbin’ to the top.
they color me a demon and i’m askin “how can i be?”
i know i got a heart just lack of humanity.
but now my sanity is somethin’ i ain’t seen in a while.
sittin’ on death row, this is my green mile
[chorus x2]
locked up ain’t where i wanna be
confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
since birth had nothin’ to choose
i’m on the run with a gun with nothin’ to lose.
childhood is to blame, poverty stricken.
add some defects to the mix and watch the plot thicken.
i was sick of bein’ poor, sick of just livin’
sick of depression and this trailor park livin’
that my mamma had me stuck in and where was my dad?
i think that he forgot about the son that he had.
so the chances of survival were none to slim
and my mamma keeps sayin’ i remind her of him.
so went from just like my dad, then i’m goin’ for broke.
pulled the kick door, stabbed my neighbor in the throat.
i set off on my journey just to see what i could find,
sittin’ in my cell, this breakin’ bar h-ll.
dreamin’ of the days of murder enlocked in cartel.
drive by’s, date rapes, and weight like barbells.
i stuck my girls throat, stuffed it in the cart well,
oh well, it’s what i thought at the time,
cause in my own mind it didn’t seem like a crime.
it seemed to be fine all it was was good times.
shoot a b-tch snort a line at the drop of a dime.
matter of fact the local mob was my first job
it’s kinda easy when your killin’ to rob.
at least i wasn’t sittin’ home bein’ a slob
i got up off my -ss and started climbin’ to the top.
they color me a demon and i’m askin “how can i be?”
i know i got a heart just lack of humanity.
but now my sanity is somethin’ i ain’t seen in a while.
sittin’ on death row, this is my green mile.
[chorus x2]
locked up ain’t where i wanna be
confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
since birth had nothin’ to choose
i’m on the run with a gun with nothin’ to lose.
childhood is to blame, poverty stricken.
add some defects to the mix and watch the plot thicken.
i was sick of bein’ poor, sick of just livin’
sick of depression and this trailor park livin’
that my mamma had me stuck in and where was my dad?
i think that he forgot about the son that he had.
so the chances of survival were none to slim
and my mamma keeps sayin’ i remind her of him.
so went from just like my dad, then i’m goin’ for broke.
pulled the kick door, stabbed my neighbor in the throat.
i set off on my journey just to see what i could find,
i watched scarface and knew the world was mine.
as far back as i recall i was fearless,
but now my death is near and it’s clear that i fear this.
i know that satan’s waitin’ and i ain’t found heaven
so i put my salvation in this chrome mac11.
[chorus x2]
locked up ain’t where i wanna be
confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
since birth had nothin’ to choose
i’m on the run with a gun with nothin’ to lose.
it’s about that time, i hear ’em comin’ down the line.
my cell door slides and i’m hopin’ that it bind.
i gotta make my move, it’s the needle of death
about to shoot me in my veins till i take my last breath.
cold sweat bubbles up i can’t stop shakin’
i gotta do somethin’ keep thinkin’ thinkin’ thinkin’.
i’m gonna die either way, nothin’ to lose
i look him dead in the eye then i make my move.
kick the guard in the sternum not a second to waste
the strength of my adreneline caved his chest plate.
i hit the next guard in the face with my shackles,
paint the walls dark red with blood and bone sp-ckles.
knocked the next one off the c block balcany,
i sn-tched his tazor gun, home free i’m about to be.
made a run for the door i didn’t look back
i got shot in the back of my head and…..
[guards]
what the f-ck!?! did you get him?? back up!! check his pulse!! is he dead? brandy, get over here, we need some help!! what happened?? just move!! c’mon, alright, backup!! sh-t!! son of a b-tch!! he just…he just jumped up!!
[chorus x2]
locked up ain’t where i wanna be
confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
since birth had nothin’ to choose
i’m on the run with a gun with nothin’ to lose.
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