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These Walls

Nappy Rootshuatong
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Well well well well

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin hmm

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin hmm

As darkness approaches and

I'm fumblin' through the blunt roaches

It's lookin' hopeless totally unfocused

Stumblin' onto the front porch

Posted with my closest associates

We were so broke

Though a couple of us had sold dope

Still humble enough to be po' folk

We comin' up to be grown folk

Ain't dumb enough to be slow poke

Know the hours of death they grow close

So we give our lives to the utmost

Plus here's a extra point

Visualize the goal post

No we not eatin' duck roast

But we live our lives to the utmost

'Cause those pressure points

Are the corners that we cut close

Turn most civilized yeagas to cut throats

And it's these men they send

Up state by truck load

And herd 'em in to the pen' like

Buffalos I'm sayin'

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin hmm

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin hmm

The game was sold not told to me

Heartache won't let go of me

Games say that I'll live and lie

But I'll try

Every which-a-way tell you the angles

I done tossed and turned

And hit and missed pissed 'cause

Of that didn't amount to this

Gettin' it ain't got a damn thing

To do with keepin' shit

Workin' damn hard to get it

Plans of not partin' with it

Life got a way of showin' you shit

You can't bear to see

Tough keepin' float settin' sail

Through a sea of G's

Somethin' should happen on this night

I lay me down to sleep

Wasn't happy with my friend

Pray the Lord my soul to keep

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin hmm

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin hmm

I'm 'bout 3000 miles from

Graceland 'bout a county from Macon

But you would think I'm arm reach from Satan

I got a strange way of tellin' the truth

Most felons do stuff between

Hearin' your story and tellin' it too

Stuck between numb and feelin' it

I'm right between calm and

Militant on the search for deliverance

I'm three days from beatin'

My case at the arraignment

This shit's basic get to jail get the statement

Part with the heart of a soldier

Right now I'm stuck behind

Bars but daddy told ya

I chose to march with Martin carryin' posters

They lock me down but they

Usually hang us folks up

It's so tough white man tryin' to control us

And mold us assimilate our cultures

They doped us

Hell naw I'm stayin' focused

I won't corrupt with evil

I'm forever fightin' for my people for equal

Fight for your rights

These walls are closin' in

How long am I supposed to grin

I've lost my will to win forgive my sin

Ladies and gentlemen

I have some very sad news for all of you

Could you lower those signs please

Martin Luther King was shot

And was killed tonight

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