Too dehydrated to cry, wonderin' why
You scheme and you lie, hopin' I die
Said I talk a lot of shit, put me on key block strips
Searches find nothin', break my hot pot
Wake me up at 5: 30 in the mornin', wanna box
Run away like a little bitch, come back with bigger Glocks
Grab my pen, law work, pussy put in grievances
Pack your shit, transfer, got me shackled head to toe
I can't move my legs but, they don't give a fuck though
I don't give a fuck so, no one give a fuck now
Tier1, tier 2, tier 3, I'm upset
Special Housing Unit said, I made some death threats
They wasn't really death threats, okay yeah they were death threats
But it wasn't like I stabbed the C.O., in his fuckin' neck
I only wanted that he had to show some respect
And my people on the outside do squeeze tecs
He gotta leave here, 'cause, this ain't where he's livin'
He can't just be beatin' on me 'cause I'm in prison
Too dehydrated to cry, wonderin' why
You scheme and you lie, hopin' I die
Too dehydrated to cry, wonderin' why
You scheme and you lie, hopin' I die
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