paroles de chanson Little Man (Part 1) - Skinnyman
[Skinnyman]
So
now
the
Little
Man's
caught
by
the
feds
He's
in
a
cell
in
he
the
parrow
state
Straight
from
the
judge's
courtrooms
to
the
prison
gates
Sittin'
in
a
sweatbox
thinkin',
he
has
to
ride
an
eight
Sittin'
in
a
jail
cell
just
eatin'
food
and
pushin'
weights
Gettin'
straight,
hopin'
his
parole
board
can
set
a
date
Everyday
he's
made
to
just
sit
a
wait
makes
him
full
of
hate
It
makes
the
Screws
with
fuck
me
attitudes
Leaves
him
baffled
and
confused,
not
knowin'
what
to
do
What
path
to
choose
or
how
he's
gonna
follow
through
Feelin'
like
the
systems
only
set
out
for
him
to
loose
He's
black-eyed,
goes
to
his
garden
in
the
crack
house
Knocks
on
the
door
of
the
flats
and
pulls
the
gat
out
Shot
the
dealer
in
his
chest,
blew
the
brothers
back
out
Said
that,
"I'm
the
big
dog
now"
and
chased
the
cats
out
To
chat
'bout
murderous
ways
that
he
would
act
out
A
brother
rolled
in
money,
so
he
beat
him
'til
he
blacked
out
Took
him
to
his
mothers
yard,
bandaged
up
his?
Tied
the
brother
to
the
chair
and
pulled
the
baseball
bat
out
He
took
the
slack
route,
that
was
really
his
decision
His
freedom
of
will
has
left
him
with
the
life
he's
livin'
So
now
Little
Man,
we
see
that
look
in
your
eyes
Now
that
your
beatin'
and
defeaten,
institutionalised
I
said
Little
Man
So,
we
see
the
look
in
your
eyes
Now
that
your
beatin'
and
your
defeaten,
institutionalized
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