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 this 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