Nothing To Lose

(album: South Of Hell - 2010)

Sitting in my cell, this breaking bar hell.
Dreaming of the days of murder enlocked in Cartel.
Drive by's, date rapes, and weight like barbells.
I stuck my girls throat, stuffed it in the cart well,
Oh well, it's what I thought at the time,
Cause in my own mind it didn't seem like a crime.
It seemed to be fine all it was was good times.
Shoot a bitch snort a line at the drop of a dime.
Matter of fact the local mob was my first job
It's kinda easy when your killing to rob.
At least I wasn't sitting home being a slob
I got up off my ass and started climbing to the top.
They color me a demon and I'm askin "How can I be?"
I know I got a heart just lack of humanity.
But now my sanity is something I ain't seen in a while.
Sitting on death row, this is my Green Mile

[Chorus X2]
Locked up ain't where I wanna be
Confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
Since birth had nothing to choose
I'm on the run with a gun with nothing to lose.

Childhood is to blame, poverty stricken.
Add some defects to the mix and watch the plot thicken.
I was sick of being poor, sick of just living
Sick of depression and this trailor park living
That my mamma had me stuck in and where was my dad?
I think that he forgot about the son that he had.
So the chances of survival were none to slim
And my mamma keeps saying I remind her of him.
So went from just like my dad, then I'm going for broke.
Pulled the kick door, stabbed my neighbor in the throat.
I set off on my journey just to see what I could find,
Sitting in my cell, this breaking bar hell.
Dreaming of the days of murder enlocked in Cartel.
Drive by's, date rapes, and weight like barbells.
I stuck my girls throat, stuffed it in the cart well,
Oh well, it's what I thought at the time,
Cause in my own mind it didn't seem like a crime.
It seemed to be fine all it was was good times.
Shoot a bitch snort a line at the drop of a dime.
Matter of fact the local mob was my first job
It's kinda easy when your killing to rob.
At least I wasn't sitting home being a slob
I got up off my ass and started climbing to the top.
They color me a demon and I'm askin "How can I be?"
I know I got a heart just lack of humanity.
But now my sanity is something I ain't seen in a while.
Sitting on death row, this is my Green Mile.

[Chorus X2]
Locked up ain't where I wanna be
Confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
Since birth had nothing to choose
I'm on the run with a gun with nothing to lose.

Childhood is to blame, poverty stricken.
Add some defects to the mix and watch the plot thicken.
I was sick of being poor, sick of just living
Sick of depression and this trailor park living
That my mamma had me stuck in and where was my dad?
I think that he forgot about the son that he had.
So the chances of survival were none to slim
And my mamma keeps saying I remind her of him.
So went from just like my dad, then I'm going for broke.
Pulled the kick door, stabbed my neighbor in the throat.
I set off on my journey just to see what I could find,
I watched Scarface and knew the world was mine.
As far back as I recall I was fearless,
But now my death is near and it's clear that I fear this.
I know that Satan's waiting and I ain't found heaven
So I put my salvation in this chrome Mac11.

[Chorus X2]
Locked up ain't where I wanna be
Confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
Since birth had nothing to choose
I'm on the run with a gun with nothing to lose.

It's about that time, I hear 'em coming down the line.
My cell door slides and I'm hoping that it bind.
I gotta make my move, it's the needle of death
About to shoot me in my veins till I take my last breath.
Cold sweat bubbles up I can't stop shaking
I gotta do something keep thinking thinking thinking.
I'm gonna die either way, nothing to lose
I look him dead in the eye then I make my move.
Kick the guard in the sternum not a second to waste
The strength of my adreneline caved his chest plate.
I hit the next guard in the face with my shackles,
Paint the walls dark red with blood and bone spackles.
Knocked the next one off the C block balcany,
I snatched his tazor gun, home free I'm about to be.
Made a run for the door I didn't look back
I got shot in the back of my head and.....

[Guards]
What the fuck!?! Did you get him?? Back up!! Check his pulse!! Is he dead? Brandy, get over here, we need some help!! What happened?? Just move!! C'mon, alright, backup!! Shit!! Son of a bitch!! He just...He just jumped up!!

[Chorus X2]
Locked up ain't where I wanna be
Confined to my mind is like a prison to me.
Since birth had nothing to choose
I'm on the run with a gun with nothing to lose.