Tales of a Criminal

The story begins, I'm a prisoner condemned to death
Sentenced for murder, livin with this sin on my shoulder
It's weighin me down, prayin, dunno what to say to him now
Blatant and foul, the way the man just fell to the ground
But deep in my conscience I know I have no reason to feel guilty
He drew his gun on me first, but now I wish he would've killed me
'Cause the pain is buildin up, insane, the cell is shut
Thinkin' of what awaits me in hell like this cell ain't hell enough
And last night they took the only friend that I had
A fellow from Queens who lived his whole life with no dad
Incarcerated for rape, who would've known such a fate
Somehow I feel we don't belong, but he's gone, it's too late
A 17 year old whore, most his homies fucked her before
The bitch set em up and now he's 6-feet under the floor
And it's tales like these that make me wanna settle the score
Grab the bitch by the hair and blow her brains out the door
If they want to label me a killer, fuck that, I'm a general
But what are you to think, these just the tales of a criminal