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Shawn Thomas, better known by his stage name C-Bo, is an American rapper. C-Bo, notoriously known for his relationship with law enforcement, was one of the first rappers to be jailed due to his lyrical content, a scathing critique of political officials, including governor Pete Wilson, California's Prop. 184 three-strikes law, and police on his track "Deadly Game" written with rapper X-Raided in 1995. He unsuccessfully argued for appeal three times, while gaining nationwide attention for arguably his most successful mainstream album. Although some charges were dropped as it was viewed as a violation of his First Amendment rights, he was arrested in California in 1998, under the suspicion that his violent rap lyrics violated his parole. He rapped his court sta… more »

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1998

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[Featuring Outlaw Immortalz] 
Intro: (Voice speaking) 
You rang 
Is you down kichy or even might love to me 
Payin' bangin' another time 
Look we got the trigger to quicker the caper 
Fools leavin' they guns 
from the guns to the care to the bed to the scoop 
In this life ain't nothing they can think off 
But working overtime nigga 
Some motherfucking hard labor 
Verse 1: [Kastro Outlaw Immortalz] 
They got my, 
Kickin' in dust, dirty 
Bust me, they must be dreamin' 
Trust me these cowards heard a murder 
And they ain't tryin' to see it 
They got 'em in there 
When I was to young to be in 
So now I'm comatosed, shellshocked and barely breathin' 
But, 
still I respect the game 
Test me, you ain't Hussein 
Outlaw like Josey Wales 
Too tough to try to change 
see-Bo, they take me, change no 
We just slow at home 
Ready for war plus we deadly 
Verse 2: [Young Noble - Outlaw Immortalz] 
I remember when one of my teachers told me 
That I ain't shit, and ain't gon never be shit 
Look at me now bitch and fluwed your kid with this 
Now we're rainin' on our enemies 
Hennessy got me critically, 
suddenly, instantly 
Knew their planin' with my misery 
It's to me from Makaveli the general 
Military mind, outlaw with camisole 
Critical condition for that hoes he fold 
It Hard Labor, knowin' this rap shit might save us 
Not from death, but where we came from 
Chorus: x2 
[Napolean - Outlaw Immortalz] 
Nigga, all we do is act a fool is stay thugged out (Thugged out) 
And the first nigga that act up was gettin' thugged out 
Change the paper... 
[Young Noble - Outlaw Immortalz] 
...it's Hard Labor 
Made the biggest plan that niggas makin' 
Sound aped, cause it is rapin' 
They can't fake it more 
Verse 3: [Storm - Outlaw Immortalz] 
Gotta make more warriors 
Runnin' through my veins 
The story's told while the game's the same 
F*ck the world with your money, man, play the game 
Got stuck with your heartbeat, who's to blame 
What you know what I want, when you're bad as yours 
Got a vision of my enemies hittin' the floor 
From Makaveli to my Outlawz, I back 'em all 
Keep your mind on my riches, when I even the score 
First nigga where you at, speak, friend of fo' 
Got a 9-G locked, it's for if you fall 
Shoot first, let's play no different face 
I die for the shit, nigga Hard Labor 
Verse 4: [Kastro - Outlaw Immortalz] 
Pick up my block, cock 
Please not want to put a stop to my plot 
They locked my bitch up 
And even tried to lock in my pops 
It's Hard Labor, my moms, you craw me thinkin' to major 
Mad, cause, nowadays too many hoes is on my pager 
Pussy and paper 
Pencil, politics and praise you 
Chase you and even chase me 
Straight to the penitentiary 
Nigga, the hard life, hard fight and hard capers 
Nigga, we're all thugs, overdosed in Hard Labor 
(Voice Speaking): 
Walked in the club and said a nigga drugs do us all 
Looked up and see my nigga Big see-Bo 
Verse 5: [C-Bo] 
Check I was born to this life ,a sin, as a young thug 
Releasin' stress over (?) gin, laced with mud 
From day one I knew is wasn't no motherfuckin' love 
They use to jump doin' hands and now they jump in new as lust 
I was confused first to see a church 
on this hell on earth 
But it was them fools first to took earth 
for what it was worth 
I was raised in this great community, 
when there was no unity 
And niggas be on they own, 
as soon they reached (?cutety?) 
Be you and me 
Runnin' back, in a Cadillac 
Fresh of a jack 
With two straps in a Pontiac 
With only one life to live 
I guess the Lord had only one life to give 
It seems so trifully, bought a hill 
This fast nigga's life's a sin 
It's hell on earth, ain't nothin' worse 
Than givin' birth to kid 
Talk to sin until he buried to dirt 
It's been a thug life since day one, 
when I was thugged in 
25 Years later got rid off thuggin' Hard Labor

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