Mislaid make a mess made Damnation, let's hands and spades without, a boycott and a sit-out Afro-Black pick in a fist out the "welcome home" to the kick out Reach into a rabbit, a trick out Preacher preaching to a faggot his dick out Hard times for [?] time Sick, sick, sick eyes from the nose Police snip, zip on the protesters Six in the fry of a molester Met him at a bar out in Odessa Dirty needles all the old records A hoes, one shovel and some old treasure [?] use as a gold tester Finger rolls, finger waves, closet of old leathers Old sweaters, old boots, that's a suit for some cold weather New sale, two L's and some old Now he doing double life, she lead a double life Man, he another wife New might help a nigga bowl better New might help a nigga hold together Or will the new lead em' to the same pen And the hunger strike in em' to the tin
is looking over various errors And hate is habitually accelerating [?] I just wanna be collected when I God damn I don't be accepted not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
Getting from the protest, no food Force fed him OB with a nose tube Visions say consult the yogi with the gold With the Rollie going for the old school I more for the Michaels That's a loss for the class, and a for the rifles Three hots and a cot, and cops to find dinosaurs in the Bible It's all in the jail-house Then they ride in to find the empty out They was looking for the swords, they was looking for the I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the Looking in the library, 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 looking at the They just looking at the scores, be putting on my books Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a shank for some Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the AV got the kitchen on PC Eminem on a mission, but got the prison God got us all, God set us God is the key, but the guards got the
is looking over various errors And hate is accelerating terror [?] I wanna be collected when I call God damn I don't be accepted not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
on the glass, stare at some killer Might him in the ass Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna away the visits Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em with it Wicked, swung the shank around on a mop They had to him out the cell with a SWAT Team That's a cop team, sent hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, flight Like a on a string, like propellers on a wing But they find the key made electric chairs for his dying days Last meals, no appeals for him to try and On Death Row like Suge and the Pac Maybe he dig a tunnel out of A Block And wear for the razor-wired gate top Scared going crazy in a caged box Looking at the through the TV And they gone, rapping over beats the tabletops Ay! how it is in a police state your life is just a number and release date When you're rehabilitated so And let's hope that's how living when you're set free
Love is over various errors And hate is habitually terror [?] I just wanna be when I call God damn I don't be accepted not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
sell they souls They sell they They ain't twelve, old Niggas old as Old as jail, old as Sold so much salt, ain't no salt on the shelves You a too, you living here too You just like us, til' your shift get You could like us, you know shit get through You be in cuffs 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, no parole, and no control Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, your folks can hold
You better watch niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never unlock niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key the coast guard watching me (I'd away the keys) You better watch these (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I just box these niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me (I'd throw the keys)
watch these niggas (en garde)
5th year the DOC You can see CO see opt his COP 3 hots and a Lived in a town, his whole life left like [?] Either working at the prison, or no lights In the system working the pol-ice In the prison stripping for rights Got a malice, on the other of the bars Watching niggas get smart, watching get strong Watching niggas get home, he But down he jealous each sweep down, he tell us With peep down, he help us Wrong one knock his ass out though It's why he lock all the niggas out for Warden told the boy he better down Step from the brink and put the bomb down But how the whole in your palm sound? It's why they treat 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 these niggas rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key the coast guard watching me (I'd throw the keys) You watch these niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would unlock these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and away the key I'd throw the key like the coast guard watching me (I'd throw the keys)
You better watch niggas (en garde)