Dreadful Day by Poor righteous teachers
"That day they took me away they had me bound in shackles
Locked down tweleve brothers connected by the ankles
By chains we dangled imprisoned for the star spangled
Banner for glamour mad mother****er's slammer
Just like the streets there's niggas in here wildin' out and dying
You can receive any drugs that you want to try and
The only difference between the streets and prison living
Are homosexuals, the closest you can get to women
And I ain't 'bout to demote the self and go that route
I've been here two years, one week and I want out
When will it cease, this way of death ain't fit for beasts
I fail to see a correctional facility"
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