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