letra de 6x8 - michael black
chorus:
c’mon yeah, c’mon it’s like that, it’s like that
no mirrors to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls that can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls i can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
with my head to my knees
and the gavel they slamming down
before the man in the gown
i knew what was going down
i had my life back once
but look how i took it for granted
i had my freedom and peace
but d-mn it for a moment i had it
an addict addicted to trouble
dealing and smoking dope
and now i’m only dealing with
noodles and a pack of smokes
i had the comfort of home
to pee where it’s quiet
now i’m p-ssing in the prison
surrounded by riots
chorus:
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls that can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls that can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
i stayed hungry
every day they feeding you cr-p
but beggars can not be choosers
so i’m throwing it back
in line to take a fast shower
they only give you minutes
at home i swear
i used to take a half an hour
tighty whities man
i don’t even wear these
boxers, designer belts and
pants hung to my knees
had the comforts at home
freedom and peace
but i’m in my 6×8
and don’t even know my release
chorus:
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls i can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls i can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
couldn’t stay away from trouble
or learn right from wrong
should of listened to the words
of another song
i was young and stupid
i spent some time in juvie
in the big house now
where i swore i would never would be
wishing i was at work
and making all that bread
and listening to the speakers
pumping in my head
ain’t no beats up here
some people rapping now
sometimes i hear them shout
get me the f-ck out
chorus:
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls i can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
no mirror to look at in my 6×8
surrounded by hard walls i can’t even break
my knuckles, my knuckles
they gone pay for mistakes
i want my life back now
but i know it’s too late
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