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letra de hotel hell - tru-paz

hotel h-ll lyrics
[chorus]
welcome to hotel h-ll, where you can come when you feel
but you must first serve your time, you can leave when you please
here’s your 6×9, you can call this home
don’t you worry bout the food, you know its government-owned
here in hotel h-ll, where you can come when you feel
but you must first serve your time, you can leave when you please
here’s your 6×9, you can call this home
and don’t you worry bout the food, aye

[verse 1]
(check it) i smoke a cancer stick to k!ll time while i lay in my cell
while young brothers catch a vibe from the stories they tell
talkin bout who’s [?], who stacked the most chips
who flipped the most bricks and who f-cked the most b-tches
i mean d-mn, how i got trapped in this bit?
and how imma flip the script when i escape these bricks?
i hit [?]
[?] and every m-th-f-cka here, they look just like me
nappy hair and big noses, crotch-grabbin foes
as they holla at the s-xy female cos
skinny brothers doin’ push-ups til they chest plates swell
to increase survival chances in hotel h-ll
cause at times we explode, can’t control all our rage
we metamorphosize to animals, we’re locked in cage
forced to live with regrets for all mistakes we’ve made
watch the days turn to months and months turn to years
[chorus]
trapped in hotel h-ll, where you can come when you feel
but you must first serve your time, you can leave when you please
here’s your 6×9, you can call this home
and don’t you worry bout the food, you know its government-owned
here in hotel h-ll, where you can come when you feel
but you must first serve your time, you can leave when you please
here’s your 6×9, you can call this home
and don’t you worry bout the food, aye

[verse 2]
peace fam, i feel your pain, now here’s the same struggle
back on the block, nothing changes, every day’s a hustle
what, behind bars, brothers doin the same sh-t
runnin’ numbers, gambling and smugglin’ bricks
there’s no difference inside, cause outside’s the same h-ll
the street is like a cell block, ‘cept no one gets bail
and that’s real, don’t be shocked b, it’s just how it goes
since you been [?]
and [?] who got what? i can’t believe he got stuck
after hours downtown, his people got the same luck
it’s f-cked how this world is goin [?]
knowin every time we bring the heat, somebody’s getting frozen
and i know you did right, you don’t have to tell me twice
[?]word is life, i won’t be a victim to the hype
that got us stuck in this place if we need to escape
it’s 6×9, 9-to-5, we in the same rat race
[chorus]
trapped in hotel h-ll, where you can come when you feel
but you must first serve your time, you can leave when you please
here’s your 6×9, you can call this home
and don’t you worry bout the food, you know its government-owned
here in hotel h-ll, where you can come when you feel
but you must first serve your time, you can leave when you please
here’s your 6×9, you can call this home
and don’t you worry bout the food, aye

[outro]
even though the physical may be captivated at times, the mind is always free
i’d like to say r.i.p. to the late, great, honorable stanley “tookie” williams, peace

- tru paz

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