These prison blues a standard issue, Even when our shirts ain't blue
We've got shake downs on a daily shanks and ropes she snitches too .
Those bars lockin' down a cell block ,Warden's yellin' down the hall
Was you gonna make my prison thicker?Higher, sharper wall?
I lift that hammer, hammer's heavy , and let that fall upon the stone,
And let that shake these chains that bind me, and build these walls I call my home
I've got scars that poorly mended, and I don't seem to fit no more
Yet I wake myself each morning, just prepare for what's in store
So tonight it's cold cold as bullets ,Keys walk up and down my tear ,
Tell myself the end is coming soon,To chase away the fear,
That same fear that's got me drinkin'and put these tracks all down my arm
That same fear's been inside me, ever since I was born
I lift that hammer, hammer's heavy , and let that fall upon the stone,
And let that shake these chains that bind me, and build these walls I call my home
I've got scars that poorly mended, and I don't seem to fit no more
Yet I wake myself each morning, just prepare for what's in store for me
Freedom's just a distant memory