Hands Of A Dead Man Lyrics by Master P

Hands Of A Dead Man Lyrics

    [verse-1]

    As they shackled and chained me for a murder case
    Out the hood on my way to cya
    And from cya to the pembrooke
    If they find the murder weapon i get 10 more
    But just like a g i remained calm
    No witnesses a few more weeks i'll be going home
    But as the fucking police car drove off g
    I started thinking about my motherfucking family
    About the dope game must of been the wrong move
    I still here my pops saying nigga stay in school
    But once you shackled and chained ain't no turning back
    You get in front of the judge nigga you can tell your facts
    I fell asleep in the back of the cop car
    Woke up ?? bout a mothafucking phone call
    And as they booked me i had a mouthful of crack
    And when i shit tonight bitch i'm gone get it back
    I must be daydreaming i'm thinking about my bitch
    Til this motherfucker woke me up and cough quick
    And as they checked me butt naked and balls dangling
    With 50 other motherfuckers in the shower saying


    Yo man check this out
    You gotta sleep with one eye open and one eye closed fool
    This your first time in jail nigga gone need some friends
    By the way youngster what's your name



    [verse-2]

    You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman
    And like scarface you gotta let your nuts hang
    I put my glock up to a fool don't move g
    See in 94 suckers catching lugies
    But ain't nobody tripping on the black man
    You either learn to dope deal or you gang bang
    See in the ghetto a life don't mean shit
    And most blacks they don't know about politics
    And once you marked for death than your ass is smoked
    Cause niggas dying young in the ghetto
    Gang banging that can get you 40 to life
    So choose your casket red, blue or white
    And once you gone ain't no motherfucking coming back
    The way you live is the way you gone die black
    Glocks pulled on this sucker for selling dope
    Nigga owe me money so you know he gotta go
    Fucking with my stash i'm gone kick that ass
    Spend 17 rounds as they stuff him in a bodybag
    Even though i know i'm living fucking ignorant
    I guess that's the shit that got me in the pen
    But since i'm in, i guess i got to hold my ground
    Make a second case so motherfuckers ?? down
    Hit the weights on a motherfucking daily basis
    And keep my mouth closed and always remember faces
    Cause once you in jail you ain't nothing but a number black
    You never know when the fucker going to call you back
    I'd rather sleep in some motherfucking quick sand
    They killed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead man

    (chorus x4)
    Have you ever held the hand of a dead man

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