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[convict x]
Oh my goodness! look they sendin through nowadays
Ah, it's a
And he got a smirk on his face it's all of that
Yeah, well we see what it is

1/xzibit]
What you in for, everything the sun
Recently, got me degree wit a hot gun
That's my third strike, so can't go home
Fight to see like sylvester stallone
Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the
My family might you for an undercover c-o
Last one that tried make it past bookin
Five times in the when everybody was lookin

2/sadat x]
You see the judge, but he budge
That's you're third felony, I strike three
and stranded, to the cold steel granite
Lost to the world, your moms and your
Keep weight up, or your ass get ate up
Cats is stickin, up
Wit the shank, get time in the tank
Ask hank, he to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
They gave him life and now another cat is his wife

[convict
Just because I'm locked down don't the hustlin stop
and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
You a new recruit, so I'm lettin you slide
But tomorrow you'll be confronted wit the two's in the
If you a smart mothafucker, you'll be wit mine
Behind bars, no and cars, we only got time
We're I'm from, time is and got neither to waste
Once in a while catch a in the wrong place
Beat him down, break the strongest hand, in his face
Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he a case
Low-class, got a free visitors pass
Plus the female c-order wanna me some ass

[sadat x] 2x
This is your new boss, where you survive at all costs
And if you don't, well it's only your
You're here 'cause you tried to force and be the boss, ha
your time like a man yo

[convict
So my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no
You know no what it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by muslim cat
Regulate the yard, now we got the straps
Niggas say "who the fuck is "
The x-man, rowdy, gettin like the feds in the county
Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna fuck wit
Murders and felonies keep you ("yeah!")

[convict 3/kid
And yes y'all, on in ("yeah")
All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft shook niggas ("yeah")
bitch, welcom to central booking ("yeah")
A for pimps, private hustlers ("yeah"), drug slingers, and gun

Even bitch-ass, niggas ("yeah") like y'all
Get on ? ("yeah"), get out the blood on your ? married character?
Kitten-ass faces ("yeah"), niggas to beat you all down to the last stop

[convict x]
I'm all good, as I my hood
At first I was shook, to play by the book
But you bid your time by stayin in the cell
I'm gettin high like I was still on the corner
Where I'm in fat caps, new york to california
deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
Givin pills, and tell em "yo try those!"
Niggas try to scheme but my is tight
We as as the night and bring fright to sight
Hey you be aight, but don't act a sucka
Ain't you ain't got to be the mothafucker
Use control, put a cat in whole if he's
And let em know, I just serve my time and go
And flow, lay low, try to grab some
Aiyyo I ain't tryin to jail, somebody my bail

[convict 2/sadat x] (convict creole)
Yo man shhh, I need new kicks man
(oh what? oh the fuck up!)
Somebody got at least some money man (nigga what!)
Or something man, I get no letters man
(you be my bitch tonight, what)
Niggas forgettin me man
(I'll poke y'all, come on the island)
Namsayin, to be my crew
(don't be on the island I get there)
Can't even make collect phone
(mothafucker, ah um!)
Tryin to jam my calls now
(you be mines tonight mothafucker!)
Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna me (mine you hear me!)
I ain't got nuttin to read,
(you'll be tonight mothafucker!)
Ain't nobody put no on my book
(don't fall tonight bitch!)
It's like I'm starvin in
This no fun