Built on misery and stories of pain,
dreams turned into nightmares,
along with hopes of fame.
Living in glory, lost and gained.
Memories of yesterday, fall like rain.
Though the faces constantly change,
the stories somehow remain the same.
Hopes and dreams passed without thought
from the lips of the insane.
Survival skills, cheap thrills,
street hustle of muscle,
extortions and schemes,
jailhouse gangsters who stay lean and mean.
Cold, dark hungry and alone,
you got to be strong
to survive in the house of stone.