Hold up the firing line

Hold up the fire

Walk away counting backwards from nine



Hold up the firing line

Hold steady on the trigger's time

Walk away counting backwards from nine

Holdin' his breath so to start his own dying



Time, Time served

To the ones that left you here



No people here, only names

Soon to be put to numbers so its one in the same

It's anyone's game as long as the fire flickers

The throat stickers, they place their bet

The trouble is that no one's added it up quite yet

Cause when they do, when they do, when they do, when they do

it'll be a

Riot and the wire is down

Hold up for the fury to sound

Hold up your head from the ground

Or they'll keep you on it



Your time, time served

To the ones who left you here



From tower to wall to guard to guard to wall

Ever ready for the fire to fall

The confinees haven't seen the sun since

The lifers let go of their irrelevant innocence



But long before a single round was shot

Word spread form block to block to cell block

They're going to take him

And make an example of him for the escapees to fear



The incoming of the

Incoming of the gun

Oncoming another year

You either die on the inside or trying to get out

The choice is yours, the choice is here



Time served

To the ones who left you here

Time served

To the ones who left you here