These Walls Lyrics - Wooden Leather - Nappy Roots

Hmmmmmmmm 

Well, well, well, well 

[Chorus] 

These walls are closin' in 

How long I'm supposed to grin 

I lost my will to win 

Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm 

These walls are closin' in 

How long I'm supposed to grin 

I lost my will to win 

Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm 

As darkness approaches 

And I'm fumbling through the blunt roaches 

Its looking hopeless, totally unfocused 

Stumbling onto the front porch 

Poasty with my closest associates 

We were so broke 

Though a couple of us had sold dope 

Still humble enough to be po' folk 

We coming up to be grown folk 

Ain't dumb enough to be slow poke 

Though the hours of death they grow close 

So we give our lives to the utmost, Plus 

Here's an extra point 

Visualize the gold post 

No we not eating duck roast 

But we live our lives to the utmost, Cause 

Those pressure points 

Are the corners we cut close 

Turn most civilized 

Yaggers to cutthroats 

And it's these men they send 

up state by truck load 

And hurl 'em in to the pin like buffalos 

I'm saying 

[Chorus] 

The game was sold, not told to me 

Heartache won't let go of me 

Games say that I'll live and lie 

But I'll trrrrryyyyy 

Every which way tell you the angles 

I done tossed and turned 

Hit and missed 

Pissed cause of that didn't amount to this 

Getting it ain't got a damn thing to do with keeping shit 

Working damn hard to get it 

Plans and not parting with it 

Life got a way of showing you shit 

you can't barely see 

Tough keeping close 

Setting sail through a sea of g's 

Something should this night I lay me down to sleep 

Wasn't happy with my friend 

Pray the lord my soul to keep 

[Chorus] 

I'm 'bout 3000 miles from Graceland 

By the county from Macon 

But you would think I'm arm reach from Satan 

I got a strange way of telling the truth 

Most felons do stuff between 

Hearin your story and telling it too 

Stuck between nom and feelin it 

Right between calm and militant 

On the search for deliverance 

I'm three days from beatin my case at the arraignment 

This shits basic 

Get the (?) get the statement 

[R. Prophit] 

Part with the heart of a soldier 

Right now I'm stuck behind bars with daddy told ya 

I chose to march with martin carryin posters 

They lock me down, but they usually hang us folks up 

We so tough, white man trying to control us 

And mold us, simulate our cultures, they doped us 

Hell naw I'm stayin focused 

I won't corrupt with evil 

Forever fightin for my people, equal 

Fight for you rights 

These walls are closing in 

How long I'm supposed to grin 

I lost my will to win 

Forgive my sin.. 

Ladies and gentlemen I have some very sad news for all of you 

Could you lower those sings please? 

Martin Luther King was shot and was killed tonight..