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wat was on my mind?
while doin' the crime
took someone's life n messed up mine
In da cell u C no light
Everyday its dark like night
I regret wat i did
I picked up a gun and shot a kid
neva make decisions wen ur mad
correct mistakes from doin' bad
Now im in da cell all alone
only 10 minutes to talk on the fone
Live by the gun
die by the gun
Here da cops come gotta run
Crime pays
wen u kill someone u cant repay
in jail u good as dead
No more relaxin' at home sleeping on ur bed.
its easy to be bad
hard to be good
ir ur a real man den u should