Prison Bars Songtext
von Scouts Honor

I was resentful, was in debt
It′s all that kept me here
They said you can't be nobody ′round Compton, boy
Just get away from there
I bit the finger of city
I breathed that dirty air
But I keep coming back to Cottontail, the Yams, 'cause
It's just lying where

You called home

I could not believe the stars at midnight
The view from my front step
The simple things that I took for granted
Now all those years I wish I′d left
But people live and stay
Don′t get too upset
You got to be thrown down the road
You go down the
The only thing you got left

To call home


You might think that you'd be dying alone
But you′d be wrong
But we don't sing solo songs
So sing along

I grew up in prison
I grew up in jail
Course, I′m prison bound
It served me well
I grew up in prison
I grew up in jail
Course, I'm prison bound
It served me well
I grew up in prison
I grew up in jail
Course, I′m prison bound
It served me well
I grew up in prison
I grew up in jail
Course, I'm prison bound
It served me well