(Father, yes I am a prisoner
Fear not to relay my crime
The crime is loving the forsaken
Only silence and shame
And now I turn)
Stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can ya holla back to me
Stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
I’m a prisoner, Ima Ima prisoner, homie
Time to eat, no waitin’ I’m a Sizzler, homie
Quarter-life crisis, man you can ask about me
Now I know I got the gift, they can’t rap (wrap) without me
I’m sorry, boy I’m sorry
Uncle Sam, I been a bad boy, Mike Lowery
Do I declare my checks or declare my independence
I can feel my future disappearin’ with my pension
Bonsoir, ciao to the days of the undergrad
Underage drinkin’, gettin trees like a lumberjack
80, 000 dollars and you claim you outta college
But those loans got you livin’ offa PBJ and Ramen
Mmmm, gas high, can’t afford the octane
No more Thirsty Thursdays, only Furlough Fridays
Government is shuttin’ down, I’m thinkin’
(I am a prisoner) Yah, and now these bars are comin’ out
(Against is the law with its immensity and strength and power, against us is the law)
Uh, so stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can you holla back to me
stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can you holla back to me
I’ma prisoner, Ima Ima prisoner, homie
Yet these bars set me free like I’m a criminal, homie
Slaves to the whips, addicted to the clothes and the money
Can I change like a roll full of pennies?
We live in that facebook, man it’s all about the status
You’ll have these women dribblin’ if you’re ballin like the Mavericks
Ugh, it’s the media, blame it on the media
Nah, blame these stupid mutha****as for believin’ them
U.S. defecit got me trippin’, I took the scenic route
Wall Street is doin’ colonics, now watch ‘em clean us out
Stay afloat, that credit got me drownin’ , get my scuba gear
I stay collectin’ unemployment like a souvenir
I got ‘em chantin, but I don’t got the Anthem
Prayin’ to that Blue Cross, Momma got the cancer
Now her body shuttin down, she singin
(I am a prisoner)
Yah but now these bars are comin out
So stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can you holla back to me
stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can you holla back to me
Visions of lightning, Riding the storm
A prisoner of war, don’t know for how long
Is there retribution? Is there nothing more?
Except for these bars, these bars, Ohh-ohh-ohh
Uh I’m a prisoner, prisoner to this industry, homie
Raise that middle class finger, do it visibly, homie
The game is like that strip club, they say I need singles
I gotta get my chips up, they say I need Pringles
Now it’s do or die, doin’ this for you and I
Do it for the teenagers out there committin suicide
Do it for the out of work father, you are my brother now
(I am a prisoner) Yah, and now these bars are comin out
So stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can you holla back to me
stand up for me one time
Suburbs to the city
Hands up for me two times
Now can you holla back to me