Welcome to San Quentin Prison And you don't run a motherfuckin' thang in So shut the fuck up and your eyes facin' the wall My name is Lt. I Don't A Fuck, now stretch
I just got off the goose Hear at San Quentin Westblock, I they be gettin' loose So me to scope the scene out And find my folks, relatives, real playaz, I know turnin' it out
them thangs, police pop and now wit a glock I'm lookin' for that buster, that who be callin' them shots Cause he's the sucker who got my folks stuck Fool, he didn't give a fuck, so why should I a fuck?
Revenge is a motherfucker, be that sucker ducker Creepin' wit my blade you feel that mother All up in your testikels I turn you in to a Dissect that ass, something extra-terrestrial
'Cause it's a different ballgame these walls And if ya soft than all the gone get them drawz And take ya manhood, you can't have it back rabbit Now you gone up your bitch And tell her turned you into a fagot
Ya best ta twice, cause it ain't nathen nice What you wanna do, one of them foolz wit And if ya never did time means you keep it legit, makin' it smooth Handlin' business, stay on toes
Man, they got me in this jumpsuit I'm goin' crazy as hell, in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle soup I know they a nigga's gone insane Because I stood at this funny motherfucker
He was out to get me first, I just to get him quicker A victim of circumstances, my blade was much thicker You wanna be gangsters behind these walls it's so much I done seen the hardest switch up and call home to momma
There's really no guarantee you it to society So all you perpetrator gonna out what you wanna be Just a few words, some game a little advice I got from my O.G. in the pen servin' the
Ya ta think twice, cause it ain't nathen nice What you wanna do, one of foolz wit 25-2-Life And if ya did time before That means you keep it legit, makin' it Handlin' business, on your toes
I hear you claim to be the individual Can't nobody you, your mentality is more like criminal Whenever there's drama or funk they say you handle the Yeah, you tha man, you and that fully
Stepped up and up every turf wit disagreements And every bitch havin' a bowl of some of that But ain't it a shame you can travel across the streets to the store They don't even trust you and that mother 'cause you robbed it
Got you a sack of yak and snored it, and snored it up Than robbed another nigga the cut cause you give a fuck Everybody is blessed wit tha devil, he be a Get him off your back, get 'em off yo back before you kill brother
On some of kokane shit gets crazy I done seen it Waked up the next day bout man I really didn't mean it all your love and all your trust, somebody is fuckin' your wife You that nigga, that's why you servin' 25-2-Life
Ya best ta think twice, cause it ain't nathen What you wanna do, one of them foolz wit And if ya did time before That you keep it legit, makin' it smooth business, stay on your toes