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Yeah, for that's locked in Comstock
My sittin' in San Quentin and Clinton
Island, Rikers Island, Cracker's Island
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

I wake up to them rappin' every afternoon
I be home soon, I see the board some time after
Met a couple of that's way beyond sick
It seem dig my style 'cause I be on some don shit

back, I ran into some brothers from way back
Those I dug we hugged, that, black, I don't say jack
I stay in with the sun, stars and moon
'Cause behind bars you're doomed if your can't consume

Plus spiritual can bring forth physical reign
And knowledge of self how else can a criminal change?
And bein' up just ain't the life for me shit is way too trife for me
You're home soon, sounds so nice to me

Plus you can bet I'm bouncin' out with mad
And if I get chopped or not, pop
My world don't

(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

And in it makes all end up the same from blowin' backs out
5 to 15, the bean until they max out
Misbehavin', actin' like cavemen
I witnessed men that gave in, sodomized and turned to gay men

Nobody's playin' drama, prisoners be posted
On some low layin'
Sleep, get your whole shit in

Hangin', plus to warn you
Out of the hell these inmates through
From three halves of a four group if anyone is normal
And over all it's hard to who would try to play you

My kid from my caught a carved spoon through his navel
Nothin' can you, even C.O.'s'll try to grave you
It's to even know those who most faithful'll betray you

I lay low key, 'cause I Hercules
Tryin' to get out early on release
Prayin' the system work me

'Cause I ain't to see three hots and a cot till I rot
That ain't my plot, pop
My world don't

(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

So, until day I'm discharged and set free, fuck who's gonna sex me
My mind's more based on my next G
Now, let's see, alone me as a juvenile, no more movin' foul
The possesed me with a smoother style

my mental with mathematics to map shit through graphics
Fuck it, I ain't with backwards
A man with ideas and liver plans
More and for sure done saw all my eyes can stand

Sittin', tryin' to design these of mine
To define what occurs you're servin' time
just blurs the mind
Behind scars are signs of hard times
I'm trappin' myself in these lines

But I ain't tryin' to see three and a cot till I rot
ain't my plot, baby pop
My world stop
(Your world stop)

Yeah,
(Your don't stop)
For all the on lock-diggedy
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)
upstate to downstate
(Your don't stop)

stop, paw
(Your world stop)
stop, paw
(Your world stop)
And on and on and on
(Your world stop, stop, stop)
And on and on and on
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

My man, is in here
(Your world stop)
Yo, free, how it be,
(Your world stop)
we do it
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)
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