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Locked Down in Nowra Town

A Group Rap

 

Locked down in Nowra town,

Been taken on the truck, while my hands were bound,

Here we go again, on the merry go 'round,

Got the screws, looking at me, now he gives me 

a frown,

So I pick up me bag, walk to my cell,

I can hear in the distance, screw starting to yell,

So I walk a bit quicker, I start to excel,

So I can kick back, relax in the prison hotel

 

A chief he's the officer, he the law,

But when he walks out the gate, he ain't

nothing at all.

 

Yo what's up, me, not much, locked up in a

cell, as

They snap on the locks, I say yo what's up,

Me, not much

Locked away everyday, cause I ran outta luck.

 

Now I get to my cell, it's not very big,

It's like sleeping in the bathroom, that's

where we live,

But that's the kind of life, for a fugitive,

Especially for the crims, with consecutives.

 

A chief he's the officer, he the law,

But when he walks out the gate, he ain't

nothing at all.

 

Now we working 5 days for twenty dollars each,

To keep our minds busy, so it don't get weak,

We know it's slave labour, we know it's bullshit,

But that's what happens, when there's too many chiefs

And there's not enough indians in this place,

there's too many chiefs, in all different - 

 

A chief he's the officer, he the law,

But when he walks out the gate, he ain't

nothing at all.

 

Now the weekend's come, it's visiting time, 

It's time to have a yarn, talk about the outside,

It puts your mind at ease, to know

they're alright,

To know they're all happy, all the loves in 

your life,

Now I'm getting to the end, my time is

nearly done,

Not coming back to prison, not going on the run,

I'm getting outta gaol, catch up with everyone,

Gonna blaze that shit up, gonna have me some fun.

 

Yo what's up, me, not much, now I'm walking 'round

The streets sayin Stuff the cops, I say Yo

what's up.

Me, not much, with my fingers in the air. You

Can't lock me up.

 

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