Incarcerated

With the power of your gods or childhood abuse Reaper, the taker of life Black lamb of god, I spit on your grave Each day I will count the bricks I smile like the devil you were How can you stare in the mirror After breaking my soul Did it make you f

Afta all the fuckin shit we done been thru all da pussy niggaz we done tend to bt it done mean nun when a nigga money low niogga a shoot ya in y aback and cutcha fuckin throat like rich and ale folk now its hard for me to trust somebody family neitha