Part 3:The Trial

Premise: After spending the night in jail, me and Beast have our court date ti determine whether we free men or we doin some time. Things get a lil suspcious when we're suddenly separated into two different cases....

i heard that beast beat his case and my hopes were high/
knowing that i could beat this shit made me wanna cry/
then i met my lawyer he came to me with a frown/
and said "with all do respect sir, ur going down/
i was shackled so i couldnt do anything but ask why/
ur friend sold u out he got community service til july/
i was shocked thought me and him were on the same page/
then as i thought about it i got madder eyes filled wit rage/
he said i forced him in the car, i killed jonny and i made him run/
even as my lawyer read his testimony it made him stunned/
he said this may be my hardest case yet but i gotta plan/
thing is half this stuff in here cant be done by one man/
so it was my turn first thing i see is my mothers face/
the look in her eyes so painful it even had a taste/
as the prosecutor read beast's statement tears came streaming/
while on the outside i was crying on the inside i was steaming/
beast better hope i get locked down for life/
or else that nigga will get knocked down for life/
and worse than that next came the biggest blow/
in massachusetts 17 is not a minor so away i go/
my heart stopped as i was sentenced to a year/
next came the hurtful sound of ma's crying in my ear/
i beat the murder charge so for that im still alive/
didnt matter i was ready for day 1 of 365/

damn 14 views but no feed...can i get some feed before i do part 4 tomorrow nite

Part 4: Lockdown
Premise: I'm in this cell with some other big black dude who is fucking staring my face off. I decide to take play tough in order to either scare him or earn his respect

Me: Ayo my man what the fuck is u staring at
Jake: oh please dont try the tough guy act
i've been here for 6 years got nine more left
so i know a convict from a kid caught wit petty theft
Me: Im in for murder, gta and resisting arrest
Jake: and im ashanti except wit a chest
Jake: ur like eleventeen can u even shoot without pain
Me: well actually i didnt kill jonny a cop shoot in his brain
Jake: a cop did it then why the fuck r u here
Me: crooked bastards pinned in on me now i gotta year
Jake: ur like 16 right u can easily get paroled
Me: well how can i...
Jake: just do exactly what ur told
Jake: simple, at the parole hearing say ur familys fucked/
ur moms hates u, and all ur father figures sucked/
grandma was the only one who cared but when she died/
it took all of ur love outta u it took ur pride/
u turned to the streets for comfort they were ur fam/
u did whatever they said just cuz they gave a damn/
next look for the token woman on the parole board/
women got mad power on there now so she wont be ignored/
talk as if ur talking directly to her then u wipe ur eye/
continue rambling on and cut urself off wit a cry/
say in ur time here u rediscovered religion/
ur a changed man no longer the streets stool pidgeon/
finish it off with a prayer and then start to cry again/
follow this exactly and ull be free to fly again/
Me: i dont get why are u helpin me when u dont even know me/
Jake: u remind me of myself when i was ur age therefore u my lil homie/
Me: is there anything that i can do to ever show my gratitude/
Jake: look out for my lil brother man he's like a girl wit an attitude/
he lives out in the point, i need u to get him tougher/
he has no family now i havent heard from our mother/
word on the streets he acts mad strange antisocial and shit/
niggas expected him to turn gay hes an emotional kid/
recruit him to ur hood or at least chill wit him/
get him into sports or pussy see whats the deal wit him/
Me: so when the next possible parole hearing im mad amped now/
i can deal wit a couple more days of this i can just lamp now/
Jake: actually its tommorrow there always on a friday/
Me: Then im goin to sleep now cuz tommorrow is my day/

iight the part 5 and 6 comin tonite or saturday