[Verse 1: Boondox]
Twenty-five to life is what I'm facing (Facin')
And being blinded by the light is when the mind start racin' (Racin')
But I ain't gonna let 'em break me (Break me)
Just gotta hold it all together so The Devil don't take me
Bloodstained hands and I put 'em on The Bible
Not an innocent man but I was never homicidal
Fingerprinted on the rifle but the glove don't fit (Glove don't fit)
Might come off a little psycho but they love that shit
I ain't a killer, bitch (killer, bitch), I'm what society made mе
A lot of pissed off and just a little bit crazy
And killin' don't faze mе, guilty as charged
But y'all still ain't livin' safely with me behind bars (Behind bars)
[Pre-Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas]
They just wanna see the worst in me
They wanna lock me up for murder in the first degree
And I've been tryin' not to take this shit too personally
Then have to pull that thang on 'em and reverse the plea
And then it's--
[Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas]
This is my alibi, label me the bad guy
Then everybody dies when I (*guncock & gunfire*)
Ain't gettin' no confession, refer 'em to the burner if there's any further questions
There's no appeals on the docket today
Ain't no verdict bein' heard so I been walkin' away
There's no conviction and they droppin' the case
Now how you gonna pass the sentence with a Glock in your face
[Verse 2: Bukshot]
Uhh! Sittin' in my cell
Think about this court case, waitin' on bail
Hope the lawyer give 'em hell (give 'em hell) 'cause I ain't got an alibi
And if he don't, oh well, guess I'll tally my
Days in this hellhole, moving with the convicts
Only way I'll beat this thing is with Mob shit (Mob shit)
Murder was the case, the prosecutor hate me
Wanna hurt his face, damn, this place make me crazy (Crazy)
People were redacted, lookin' like a witness
'Bout to send a note (send a note) to Boogie, handle business (Handle business)
No fingerprints but there was a video
It was late at night, damn, this thing is gettin' wicked, yo (Damn! Damn!)
[Pre-Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas]
They just wanna see the worst in me
They wanna lock me up for murder in the first degree
And I've been tryin' not to take this shit too personally
Then have to pull that thang on 'em and reverse the plea
And then it's--
[Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas]
This is my alibi, label me the bad guy
Then everybody dies when I (*guncock & gunfire*)
Ain't gettin' no confession, refer 'em to the burner if there's any further questions
There's no appeals on the docket today
Ain't no verdict bein' heard so I been walkin' away
There's no conviction and they droppin' the case
Now how you gonna pass the sentence with a Glock in your face
[Verse 3: Claas]
Yeah! Sittin' in this cell, guess I'm hellbound (Guess I'm hellbound)
Rottin' like a corpse, that's how Hell sounds (That's how Hell sounds)
And I don't even see the light of day
Twenty-four hours to myself got me feelin' like I'm insane (Like I'm insane)
They didn't listen to my statements (To my statements)
No alibi, the jury couldn't understand my placement (My placement)
At the scene so now I'm tearin' at the seams
They lock me up like I'm a beast with no remorse, there ain't a key (There ain't a key)
Until it's time to walk that Green Mile (Green Mile), can't nobody save me, I'm a mean child (Mean child)
Got a chair that is forever in my sightlines
Guess it's time for sitting, this is fitting for my lifetime
I can tell that they are watching me, people probably hungry for my death, they will applaud and see
Me struggle for my life but this is not a fight
I know I didn't do it but they still gon' turn my lights off, goodnight (Goodnight, goodnight)
[Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas]
This is my alibi, label me the bad guy
Then everybody dies when I (*guncock & gunfire*)
Ain't gettin' no confession, refer 'em to the burner if there's any further questions
There's no appeals on the docket today
Ain't no verdict bein' heard so I been walkin' away
There's no conviction and they droppin' the case
Now how you gonna pass the sentence with a Glock in your face
