The Realist
The court rooms feeling intense, weight of facing the charges of my sentence
Defense lawyers impressed that I'm not charged for all the subsequent offense
With this certain judge advocate, you have to get facts because he bashes threats
I look around and see lots of guests; no contest would lower the consequence
We jump starts to the opening remarks, the jury starts to take his part to heart
Have to mumble curses because this is televised as The State Verses Bonaparte
This crime is seen world wide and most place outside America, especially Pakistan
No one plan can affect on this grand of a scale, courtrooms literally packed in stands
Evidence gained all had ample time to match the blood sample obtained at the scene
Written in short hand I'm sinking like quicksand, tried as a adult even thought I'm 18
Lawyer told me to take the stand, best cased scenario I’ll leave with a brand
Killing didn’t fulfill me, charged from the first to third degree the final decree… guilty
Dirty Sally
There's nothing I hate more than the judges face
When he smiled on my disgrace and closed the case
They're taking away my freedom and my family
My whole life as I know it the law just damned me
And there's just no avoiding incarceration I'm facing
25 to life the punishment is too stiff can't stop pacing
I'm contemplating suicide I would rather be dead
Than be a caged animal I would kill myself instead
I think of robbing and looting clubbing and killing
Up until I've self destructed I want to act a villain
I make a list of the shit I fill up a whole page quick
Like shooting the prez or bombing some agents
No sleep mind in a daze counting down the days
No longer entertain thoughts of going out in a blaze
Accept destiny surrender to fate welcome the chains
Harden my heart to this change my eyes show no pain
They tell me I'm just a number as if I'm a dumb herb
I know they prey on me always so I never slumber
So shackle me shut the cage throw away the key
I'll forget the outside world I won't long to be free...