Deniro Farrar - Prison System Lyrics

Slave to our tables
No we don't know why
Yea we're listening to the devil
No we don't know why
Oh now another prison system
No we don't know why
For you and me to live in
No we don't know why

Sitting in the court room tune on the stand hoping that his story her believed by a man took his life from him he didn't even understand victim of they system it was al in they plans police under oath but be lying on the stand say he shot him down seen a gun in his hand tell me how a cell phone look like a pistol swept under the rug as a up resolved issue his moms wanting justice but she still gone miss him wishing she can have him back just so she can kiss him federal conviction rate 98% meaning they can take your life with none of the evidence if the state give you life boy you gotta do all that praying for appeal now you hoping you crawl back lenching with no rope niggas that's what you call that are prisons obsolete i just want to ask y'all that

Slave to our tables
No we don't know why
Yea we're listening to the devil
No we don't know why
Oh now another prison system
No we don't know why
For you and me to live in
No we don't know why

Cttorney want you win like he trying to get a ring cut a nigga time but first they make him sing even paid lawyers playing on the same team as the Dc and the judge nigga shit ain't what it seem a public defender won't get you shit a conviction ain't trying to discredit them ones handeling they business cutting off your hair it ain't gone change your complexion i know you nigga lost let me give you some direction seen the face tatts now they making a connection cooperate for they crime pat em down then arrest em we hate our own skin but this melanin a blessing judge give you 50 years call it teaching you a lesson doing all the labor they paying you a dollar but they making mills read the message In the bottle educated scholar doing time in cngola tell abolish the prisons and free all the soldiers yeah