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Concrete Hell
3,102
Hip-Hop/Rap
Concrete Hell was released on November 28, 1995 by Rap-A-Lot as a part of the album Rated G
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AlbumRated G
Release DateNovember 28, 1995
LabelRap-A-Lot
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
5th Ward Boyz
5th Ward Boyz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
5th Ward Boyz
5th Ward Boyz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Artist: 5th Ward Boyz
Album: Rated G
Title: Concrete Hell
This is for all ma motherfucking **** that's in the penitentiary
All the ma motherfucking **** that's on the row
All the ma motherfucking **** that trying to get muthafuckin bail
That ain't born with the muthafucking police
I ain't born in the muthafucking penitentiary coz a **** escaped
This for all them muthafucking **** who on that muthafucking privacy union
All the real gh **** on the Darington unioun
And real murdering age **** on the coalfield union
All them **** thats on death row, **** stay up
Now peek what these muthafucking Fifth Ward Boyz coming from
Checkers on my feet as I creep thru a long line of drugdealaz and killaz
Thugz, riffers and hoodlums, og's and nooboots
Lookin at me mean wanting to point a finger
Thinking I'm comin behind these walls to be a winner
They got me fucked up just because am black down and still a souldier
Ain't gonna be one till am much older
But these riffers got me caught up in a cross so I louse
Callin some big pink muthafucker bouts
Ain't that a bitch [biatch] I never thought that shit would go this way
E-rock the stupid punk and 1995 slave
I fold ma nuts coz these fingers got me trippin daily
I made a shank just in case these foolz wanna fade me
This lifestyle ain't much different from the hood so
You can eat but pick the scars later on my throat
I seen a bunch of **** comin here like heroes
I seen a bunch of **** turned into some straight hoes
Am too strong for a suicide
I rather lay my timer like a jig unless they kill me
Third block fifteenth cell
Representing Fifth Ward, in this Concrete Hell
You know these homes got me canned in a cell
Never thought that I would be in jail for another ****, but now I am
And I can still hear the judge when he said 25
See ma mamma cry now am fucked up inside
Am in the wrong place at the wrong time
Hoping it's a dream and I wake up at any time
Only 17 when I came in now am 24
Doing day for day I gots to do me 18 more
Collect calls keep me talking to ma son
Tell him daddy love him and I won't be gone for long
Talk to all ma hoez and ma bitches and ma ****
Tell em sis a peach you know a **** mission
Tryina maintain keep the strain out ma brain
Gotta box of game and a number for a name
342036 is ma id number
My head is fucked up coz the prison took me under
A straight G looking up to the OG
Tryin to beat game like the Gs before me
And now am living life in a cell
Trying not to lose ma mind, in this Concrete Hell
I was sentenced to life without parole in a day
Am sitting in my 6 5 8 with ma focus on half way
The warden and the boss wants to show love ****
Aaron Hood **** wants to show love
But I came at ya, push ya, kiss a **** shit
Refresh the game around and let a **** turn me bitch
So I grab the anger with a slanger **** thought I was crazy
Mean mugging bitch couldn't change the way I acts
Am falling yo am locked down harrased out
Push me over to the edge, losing blood when I passed out
The walls are closing in and am curling in a corner
Silent, ready to cause a riot in a dialect
A **** gets stuck in this bitch
Keep him catching a chase coz a murderer never never heard of ya
Everybodys all for self, you can't do another **** time
Watch the shank and read the shadow line
A **** was just denied by parole
So am down to do **** in the hole for sure
Flashbacks hit a **** well
320 stitches left but OG stranded in this Concrete Hell
Written by: 5th Ward Boyz
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