[Track 11] Jailed Crack

[J.R.]

[Verse 1]
How the hell do I take pride in my town,
When I only see burnt houses when driving around,
and how come the sidewalks cracked,
Can't drive when the damn asphalts crap,
and the man tries to halt my ass,
If life were a race, it'd be a crawl to last,
and my mind feels as if it's been sawed in half,
to locate my soul, you'd have to draw a map,
Don't wanna face the truth, so I stall the facts,
if you saw me , you'd wanna jaw this ass,
It's safe to say he's fond of rap,
His dreams? They're gone, been dropped and snap,
Damn the rats done gnawed em' in half,
and now he's imprisoned, all the fucked up shit he's envisioned,
He's come to the realism, he's gonna have to deal with em'

[Chorus]
Cuz he's a jailed crack- er,
Couldn't figure out how to silence the laughter,
His sanity's gone,
He's just watchin it shatter.

[Verse 2]
No computer in jail, could he use a pen and pad?
Not a loser or fail, would you lose the men you had?
Would they bail, be like "Fuck B.nutz"?
He can go to hell, we oughta fuck him up!"
He been trying to struck some luck,
Tears? He done lost enough,
Blood keeps on coughing up,
Trying to figure out what caused his rut,
and this is how he vents, how he releases stress,
From hell he is sent, He ceases to rest,
Til he's at the top, he's jailed in this game,
He's derailed for the fame, Jailed crack is the name.


[Chorus]
Cuz he's a jailed crack- er,
Couldn't figure out how to silence the laughter,
His sanity's gone,
He's just watchin it shatter.

[J.R.]

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[Atone]

pretty dope to be honest,

If life were a race, it'd be a crawl to last,
and my mind feels as if it's been sawed in half,
to locate my soul, you'd have to draw a map,

one of my favorite parts,

the chorus is good to, kinda sounds like it would be slim shady ish