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Just waking up, I gotta thank God Fired up a square, that's how my day starts Early mornin' buzzin' got me lookin' at life Outside, I see movin' pictures, look at the lights It's just another Saturday it seems like Got dressed and hit the corner with my team, right Smoke it, roll it up and pass it around Now I'm stoned and my ass is barely draggin' the ground No sooner than I think they woulda thought of A cop walks over, never saw him "Excuse me, mister officer man, I wasn't tryna disrespect" And started coughin' again Eyes red as a bandana And one time heavy on his antenna At his request they sent a squad car And then they put my black ass behind bars Just wanna pack up my bags, and get out of this hole Can't believe they treat me so bad Can't believe they actin' so cold I just wanna leave this room I'm still sitting on this concrete couch Just waiting for the judge to say, that I'm gon' be free today, yeah Fingerprinted, gettin' booked in They fed a nigga Johnny, so I took ten Songtexte'Cause I'm knowing that I'll be sittin' here the whole night Empty drunk tank, it's finna be a cold flight I finally come up on some housin' Old celly, so I'm battin' me a thousand And plus I got a bottom bunk pass Boss came in with his punk ass Talkin' to a nigga like it's date time Askin' where I'm from, I'm from H-town Niggas askin' me what I'm in for Nosy motherfuckers want some info I tell him, "Dog, I ain't done shit You know these redneck crackers think they run shit" It's lights out, I tie my mat down Chuck it on the rack and stretch my ass out Gonna pack up my bags, and get out of this hole Can't believe they treat me so bad Can't believe they actin' so cold I just wanna leave this room I'm still sitting on this concrete couch Just waiting for the judge to say, that I'm gon' be free today, yeah It's court call in the halls Strip a nigga down to his balls Bare-butt naked in my tennis shoes The nighttime sergeant want an interview They push us out like livestock "Ain't no talkin' while I'm talkin', this is my block" I finally get to see me a judge I'm a Black man, so she got a grudge Old bitch full of race hate And a nigga quick to represent the gray state I ain't got a lawyer, I don't need one Give me thirty days, you get three-one I ain't tryna piss in a jug, bitch Just because I'm Black, I get fucked with I bet if I had been a white dude I'd have never been arrested, look at Michael And even if I swam like a fish, though They still would've threw me in the Crisco And fried a nigga's ass in some hot grease I'm just tryna get my ass out the hot seat Just wanna pack up my bags, and get out of this hole Can't believe they treat me so bad Can't believe they actin' so cold I just wanna leave this room I'm still sitting on this concrete couch Just waiting for the judge to say, that I'm gon' be free today, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania