DAMAG3 - PRISON

{Intro: Pastor Dillon Awes}
Every single homosexual in our country should be sentenced with death
They should be lined up against a wall and shot in the back of the head

{Verse 1: DAMAG3 & Pastor Dillon Awes}
Look, ay
Tell me whatcha know about a mental prison
Locked up so tight I got dementors in it
Life sentencing
The government wanna meddle in my mental business
People feel the need to preach God when they settling the devil's business
How-That's what God teaches
Maybe if you did a little introspection
You'd wanna join in on the insurrection
Led by a little girl with the biggest death wish
I been calling out for help
Did ya get my message?
Did you get my texts
Bitch Greg Abbott killing little kids
Just 'cause they live in Texas
Tell a bigot they can get to stepping
Give a fuck about the sovereignty
Of a nation that don't give respect
To the people like me who go and give 'em checks
So tell every politician that DAMAG3 sent ya
And they neck is next bitch

{Chorus}
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison, prison, prison
Moon on the dark side
Blocking the light of a
Prism, prism, prism, prism
Three in the sacred alphabet
Bitch I'm RZA
RZA, RZA, RZA
Stuck in the wrong body
Whatcha know about prison, bitch
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison
Tell me whatcha know about
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison
Tell me whatcha know about
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison
Orange jumpsuit whatcha know about clothes ain't
Fittin', fittin', fittin', fittin'
Oh you can't get a good job?
Go cry me a river

{Verse 2: DAMAG3}
Hypocrisy
Finna get my Glock fire *gunshots*
Shots at a blind leader
Kill a politician
Wish you would like a pine tree tho
Combine your mind with
My nina
Look
I'm divine
So I define
My righteous timing
Shoehorning my points like I'm a rhino
I can't die tho
Finna live forever like I'm Wakanda
I tried it prior
Put a bullet in my head, I came
Back to life tho
Bitches know I respawn
Bitches know I keep goin'
Sick of going back and forth
Paddling rappers like ping pong
I don't bite bitch
I just smite ya
I just might
Put a bunch of white inside your wife bitch
I don't try shit, I just do it
Go ahead and tell Drake to move it
I'm the new Nike of music
Strap up for the revolution bitch

{Chorus}
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison, prison, prison
Moon on the dark side
Blocking the light of a
Prism, prism, prism, prism
Three in the sacred alphabet
Bitch I'm RZA
RZA, RZA, RZA
Stuck in the wrong body
Whatcha know about prison, bitch
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison
Tell me whatcha know about
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison
Tell me whatcha know about
Tell me whatcha know about prison
Prison, prison, prison
Orange jumpsuit whatcha know about clothes ain't
Fittin', fittin', fittin', fittin'
Oh you can't get a good job?

{Verse 3: Gao the Arsonist}
Cut the fingers off the hand of the government
Promised land but lost track of the covenant
Nobody bites the hand with a gun in it
Dream stays one if the plan has no blood in it
Capital punishment
Thugs in the throne room
Legacy is how you pedalled drugs in the communes
Maybe you'd be spared
If you responded to volume
Supressor on the barrel for oppressors in the tower bitch

Death follows cowardice
I smell blood on the breath of the powerless
You motherfuckers sailed west and then
Settled in the ash of your victims
Eviction legitimized by lead and gunpowder

Head in the guillotine
Bleach on the porcelain
Weeds out the garden
Leech off the organs
Roots too deep and
The needs too important
Just wait
We'll be free in the morning

{Outro}
Being put to death by the government is not murder
It's called capital punishment