Mislaid plan make a made Damnation, let's play hands and without, a boycott and a sit-out Afro-Black in with a fist out the "welcome home" to the kick out Reach a rabbit, pull a trick out Preacher to a faggot with his dick out Hard times call for [?] Sick, sick, sick eyes the nose pressure Police snip, zip on the protesters Six wives in the fry of a Met him at a bar out in Odessa needles breaking all the old records A hoes, one shovel and some old treasure [?] use thief as a tester rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers Old sweaters, old boots, a whole suit for some cold weather New sale, two L's and old letters Now he doing double life, while she lead a life Man, he another wife New approach might a nigga bowl better New hoes might help a nigga together Or will the new lane lead em' to the pen And the hunger in em' to the same tin
Love is looking various errors And hate is habitually accelerating [?] I just wanna be when I call God damn I don't be accepted not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
slammed from the protest, no food Force fed him like OB with a nose Visions say consult the with the gold shoes With the Rollie going bowling for the old I need more for the That's a loss for the class, and a score for the Three hots and a cot, and some Trying to find in the Bible It's all quiet in the Then ride in to find the empty cells out They was looking for the swords, they was for the swords I'm just looking at they feet, I'm looking for the lord in the library, looking at the law 10 deep, now I'm looking at the bar Claim sovereignty, I'm bunkin' with the morons They degenerate, they ain't at the game They just looking at the scores, they be on my books Cause I'm looking at the stars, a shank for some crank Now I'm at a war, BGF got the yard AV got the kitchen on PC Eminem on a mission, but CO's got the God got us all, God set us God is the key, but the got the doors
Love is over various errors And hate is habitually accelerating [?] I just be collected when I call God damn I don't be accepted not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
Punching on the glass, stare at killer Might him in the ass Staff getting rigid, gonna take away the visits Segregate niggas by and make 'em stay with it Wicked, swung the shank on a mop string had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT Team That's a cop team, they sent cops, to stop, the helicoptering Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, take Like a on a string, like propellers on a wing But they find the key They made electric chairs for his dying Last meals, no appeals for him to try and On Death Row like Suge and the Pac Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of A And wear for the razor-wired gate top Scared thugs going crazy in a box at the world through the TV And they gone, rapping over beats the tabletops Ay! That's how it is in a state When life is just a number and release date When rehabilitated so correctly And let's hope that's how you're living when you're set
Love is looking over errors And hate is habitually accelerating [?] I just wanna be collected when I call God I wanna be accepted not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
sell they souls They they selves ain't twelve, they old Niggas old as Old as jail, old as Sold so salt, ain't no more salt on the shelves You a prisoner too, you here too You just us, til' your shift get through You could look like us, you know shit get You should be in like us, you should get strike 2 You should get like life, you get like woo! You should get that twice! You get refused The open road, that's no parole, and no your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your folks can hold
You watch these niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me (I'd throw the keys) You watch these niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw the key I'd throw the key like the coast guard watching me (I'd away the keys)
Better these niggas (en garde)
5th with the DOC You can see CO see opt his COP 3 and a C-O-T Lived in a town, his whole life Never like [?] working at the prison, or it's no lights In the working with the pol-ice In the stripping niggas for rights Got a malice, on the other of the bars Watching niggas get smart, watching get strong Watching niggas get home, he But deep he jealous With sweep down, he tell us With each peep down, he us Wrong one gon' knock his ass out It's why he gotta all the niggas out for Warden told the boy he calm down back from the brink and put the bomb down But how the whole world in palm sound? It's why they niggas like shit Writing to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause these niggas might snap![?]
You watch these niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never unlock these Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw the key I'd throw the key like the coast guard watching me (I'd throw the keys) You watch these niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never unlock niggas rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me (I'd throw the keys)
You better watch these (en garde)