Assemblage - CHECKPOINT 19

Criminal internment camp
I don't rod a bank
Or neighbors Benz
live my life with no shame
I don't do nothing
Why did they
Lock me up
lock me up
I'm in here
why I'm here
I feel fear
Feel like I'm naked and dance
Then I get dirty payment
Feel like attend wedding with no invitation
Feel like invade world with no permission
metaphor were bad I know my head going

Back back back back in a days
I stack stack stack stack in my bags
Not a cash
Karma
drag me to the jail
Now I get but I'm going crazy gonna break jail

Oh my god now I need to make a team
For my little assem peace
Elephants got a skill
We got no drills colorful skittles
For our meal is corn porridge
need a blueprints
Digging tool with
underneath
the desk with mint
To get out of here
Need to act like drink beer with nacho cheese
In the night when moon kisses me
Yeah this is the time we start business
When we move sound like beep beep beep
Prisoners are my friends so it's not big deal
Just care bout guards whos not sleeping shit
let's do this

Back back back back in a days
I stack stack stack stack in my bags
Not a cash
Karma
drag me to the jail
Now I get but I'm going crazy gonna break jail

Written by:
Assemblage

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