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I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll

Today freedom makes a difference
The day of your sentence has arrived
Your whole family is in the courtroom
They incriminate you, no one sees you're innocent
They dictated the sentence, you're condemned
Those who love you cry, you're handcuffed
Now you'll get to know the other side
You don't know what awaits you, jail is the devil's house
You thought you were a strong man willing to pay for your mistakes
But today you'll join the others who receive you with shouts
Jungle, you can't be weak nor Rambo
Everyone will want to taste the chicken
And if you don't know anyone, I swear you'll dance tango
Piranhas eat your goods no matter how big they are
They walk like a herd to the hundred
Those with connections fear no one
And I saw well, and I saw well yeah yeah
Ehhh, ehhh

You're locked in a cubicle
Your life is in another chapter
Cellmate is ridiculous
And not even worth a disciple
There's no privacy, it's true, with time you catch the rhythm
You shit in front of your
Masturbate in front of yours, it's part of the cycle
Is that common there, they do everything to have money
Even a cell phone enters through the ass
Street life of a prisoner
If you feel the pressure, hang yourself
You won't be the first or the last
What happens in jail they cut
But in the beating they continue
Killing niggas, in guards no one trusts
They kill and say it was a fight
In jail it's a daily dish
And they say in the family
That they lost control of a small riot
What happens in jail stays in jail
Unfortunately in Portugal it's like that

I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
I got into the routine and from now on it's easy nigga
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
My jail is nothing compared to the jail of those niggas
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
At first it was tough but with time I adapted out of obligation
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
I took a step back but it was important for my life

I have my life turned upside down
It's like jail at story time
Lawyer wants money only pita the artist is like Pinocchio
Family doesn't come to visit
Niggas and bitches I see through binoculars
Slap in the face from the least expected
Does more than your partners
God judges me
And my cellmates help me
Who I was in the past died
Today even in the cafeteria I make my own meal
Jail made me a man but didn't teach me to be a good man
In a 10 plate they all eat
And here you see that you're no better than anyone
I've seen many drop and fall the next day
I've seen many hungry outside in the beef give up
So when you hear that the guy is great
In jail you prove it
In war you win, in war you lose
There are no heroes damn

I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
I got into the routine and from now on it's easy nigga
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
My jail is nothing compared to the jail of those niggas
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
At first it was tough but with time I adapted out of obligation
I'm going to the ball, when my time comes I'll
I took a step back but it was important for my life

I see life out there through insta and face
In the cell I cry and eat like a child this man pouts
Yeah I'm out of context
For people out there I'm a leftover
They even forget my birthday, damn
Am I worthless?
They post trips, they post cars, for me not even a cent
There are evils that come for good, I just have to say thank you