paroles de chanson Nothing to Lose - Boondox
Sittin'
in
my
cell,
this
breakin'
bar
hell.
Dreamin'
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
killin'
to
rob.
At
least
I
wasn't
sittin'
home
bein'
a
slob
I
got
up
off
my
ass
and
started
climbin'
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
somethin'
I
ain't
seen
in
a
while.
Sittin'
on
death
row,
this
is
my
Green
Mile
Locked
up
ain't
where
I
wanna
be
Confined
to
my
mind
is
like
a
prison
to
me.
Since
birth
had
nothin'
to
choose
I'm
on
the
run
with
a
gun
with
nothin'
to
lose.
Childhood
is
to
blame,
poverty
stricken.
Add
some
defects
to
the
mix
and
watch
the
plot
thicken.
I
was
sick
of
bein'
poor,
sick
of
just
livin'
Sick
of
depression
and
this
trailor
park
livin'
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
sayin'
I
remind
her
of
him.
So
went
from
just
like
my
dad,
then
I'm
goin'
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,
Sittin'
in
my
cell,
this
breakin'
bar
hell.
Dreamin'
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
killin'
to
rob.
At
least
I
wasn't
sittin'
home
bein'
a
slob
I
got
up
off
my
ass
and
started
climbin'
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
somethin'
I
ain't
seen
in
a
while.
Sittin'
on
death
row,
this
is
my
Green
Mile.
Locked
up
ain't
where
I
wanna
be
Confined
to
my
mind
is
like
a
prison
to
me.
Since
birth
had
nothin'
to
choose
I'm
on
the
run
with
a
gun
with
nothin'
to
lose.
Childhood
is
to
blame,
poverty
stricken.
Add
some
defects
to
the
mix
and
watch
the
plot
thicken.
I
was
sick
of
bein'
poor,
sick
of
just
livin'
Sick
of
depression
and
this
trailor
park
livin'
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
sayin'
I
remind
her
of
him.
So
went
from
just
like
my
dad,
then
I'm
goin'
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
waitin'
and
I
ain't
found
heaven
So
I
put
my
salvation
in
this
chrome
Mac11.
Locked
up
ain't
where
I
wanna
be
Confined
to
my
mind
is
like
a
prison
to
me.
Since
birth
had
nothin'
to
choose
I'm
on
the
run
with
a
gun
with
nothin'
to
lose.
It's
about
that
time,
I
hear
'em
comin'
down
the
line.
My
cell
door
slides
and
I'm
hopin'
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
shakin'
I
gotta
do
somethin'
keep
thinkin'
thinkin'
thinkin'.
I'm
gonna
die
either
way,
nothin'
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...
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!!
Locked
up
ain't
where
I
wanna
be
Confined
to
my
mind
is
like
a
prison
to
me.
Since
birth
had
nothin'
to
choose
I'm
on
the
run
with
a
gun
with
nothin'
to
lose.
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1 Intro
2 Cold Day in Hell
3 Color You Dead
4 Red Dirt Road
5 Some Kind of Devil
6 Love of My Knife
7 We All Fall
8 Toast to the Fam
9 In Between
10 Family Tree
11 Lezbehonest
12 Just Die
13 Nothing to Lose
14 Watch Your Back
15 Where Do I Go
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