Mislaid plan a mess made Damnation, play hands and spades That's without, a 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 preaching to a faggot with his out Hard call for [?] time Sick, sick, sick eyes the nose pressure Police snip, zip on the protesters Six in the fry of a molester Met him at a bar out in Odessa needles breaking all the old records A hundred hoes, one and some old treasure [?] use thief as a gold Finger rolls, finger waves, closet of old leathers Old sweaters, old boots, a whole suit for some cold weather New sale, two L's and old letters Now he double life, while she lead a double life Man, he need wife New approach might help a bowl better New hoes might help a nigga hold Or will the new lane em' to the same pen And the hunger in em' to the same tin
Love is looking various errors And hate is habitually accelerating [?] I just wanna be collected when I call God I don't wanna be not as all as I am Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,
Getting slammed the protest, no food Force fed him like OB with a tube Visions say consult the yogi the gold shoes With the Rollie going bowling for the old I need for the Michaels a loss 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 in to find the empty cells out was looking for the swords, they was looking for the swords I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm 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, ain't looking at the game They looking at the scores, they be putting on my books Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a for some crank Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the AV got the snitches on PC Eminem on a mission, but CO's got the God got us all, God set us God is the key, but the guards got the
is looking over various 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,
on the glass, stare at some killer Might him in the ass getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em with it Wicked, the shank around on a mop string They had to pull him out the cell a SWAT Team That's a cop team, they sent cops, to stop, the helicoptering Man, he that he'd fly away, like a kite, take flight Like a on a string, like propellers on a wing But they find the key They electric chairs for his dying days meals, no appeals for him to try and stay On Death Row like Suge and the Pac Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of A And gloves for the razor-wired gate top Scared thugs going in a caged box at the world through the TV And they gone, rapping over beats the tabletops Ay! That's how it is in a police When your life is just a number and release When you're so correctly And let's hope that's how you're when you're set free
Love is looking various errors And hate is accelerating 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 souls sell they selves They ain't twelve, old old as hell Old as jail, old as Sold so much salt, ain't no more salt on the You a too, you living here too You just like us, til' shift get through You could look like us, you know get through You should be in cuffs like us, you should get 2 You get like life, you should get like woo! You should get that twice! You should get The open road, no parole, and no control Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your folks can
You better 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 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 never unlock these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the coast guard 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 in a small town, his whole life Never like [?] Either working at the prison, or it's no In the system working the pol-ice In the prison stripping for rights Got a malice, on the other side of the niggas get smart, watching niggas get strong Watching get home, he jealous But deep down he With each sweep down, he us With each peep down, he 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 back the brink and put the bomb down But how the world in your palm sound? It's why they treat like shit Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on knees cause these niggas might snap![?]
You better watch these (en garde) If it was up to me, I would never these niggas Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box 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 niggas (en garde) If it was up to me, I would unlock these niggas rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key I'd throw away the key like the coast guard me (I'd away the keys)
You better these niggas (en garde)