Testo Dead Man Walking - Body Count
Testo della canzone Dead Man Walking (Body Count), tratta dall'album Violent Demise: The Last Days
"Will the defendant please rise. You have been found guilty and will
Be confined in a maximum state penitentiary for a term no less than
Five consecutive life sentences. There will be
No possibility of parole. Due to special
Circumstances, the death penalty will be instituted."
I don't remember my mama
Dad sold crack all night
My life was fucked from the jump street
Now this kite I write
Never had half a fuckin' chance
My whole trial I was broke
Circumstantial? That's bullshit
My defense was a joke
"You go in a motherfuckin' courtroom with a fuckin' public defender
The public defender works with the fuckin' D.A. Motherfuckers ain't
Got no chance. You ain't got no money, you're fucked. You're fucked!"
Now this cell is my residence
My address is the road
24-Hour lockdown
When they'll kill me, who knows?
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
I'm a genius from books now
Never read on the street
Never lifted a fuckin' weight
Now my body's concrete
Filed a hundred appeals or more
No response from the state
Get no phone calls or visits
My mentality's hate
"When I was on the street I had motherfuckin' boys. Where's my bitch?
She won't even accept my fuckin' phone call. Yo, they better not let
Me up out this motherfucker. Yo, this shit's on. Fuck that, word."
I get visits from doctors
Analyzing the ill
Family pray for my death now
Vengeance lays for the kill
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
"Does the defendant have any final words
He would like to say to the court?"
"Yeah, I got somethin' I'd like to say. Yo, you, judge? You a racist
Motherfucker. I feel like bustin' your motherfuckin'... Yo, let me
Go. I'ma kill every one of the jurors. If I ever get out of here
I'm comin' one by one and blow your motherfuckin' brains out
You motherfuckers, yo, get your motherfuckin' hands off. Fuck that!"
So I think 'bout my past now
My future holds only pain
Involuntarily drugged by the state for years
Now I know I'm insane
When I move, shackled, hands and feet
My skin's covered in ink
I read the Bible 'bout 25 times
Now "fuck God" is how I think
"You can save all that religious bullshit. Stay the fuck outta my
Cell. If that priest comes to my cell, I'ma bust him in the... I-
I'll break your motherfuckin' neck with my bare hands. Fuck that."
So live your life to the fullest
But remember, don't trip
One mistake, you're my neighbor
And there's no one here rich
"Bring him in. Yeah, bring him in. Yeah, sit him down. Come here
You. Come here, you. Bend me! Son of a bitch. Like this."
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
Guilty! We be unfree!
Dead man walking
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Writer(s): Dennis Miles, Tracy Lauren Marrow, Ernie Cunnigan
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