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Yeah, for those that's locked in
My sittin' in San Quentin and Clinton
Rikers Island, Island, Cracker's Island
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

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

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

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

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

(Your don't stop)
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(Your world stop)
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And in here it makes all end up the same from backs out
5 to 15, the bean until they max out
Misbehavin', actin' like cavemen
I witnessed brave men that gave in, and turned to gay men

playin' drama, prisoners be posted preyin'
On some low shit
Sleep, get your whole shit in

Hangin', who's to warn you
Out of the these inmates gone through
From three halves of a four group if anyone is normal
And over all it's hard to call who would try to 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 painful to even know those who most betray you

I lay low key, I ain't Hercules
to get out early on work release
Prayin' the work with me

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

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(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
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So, until that day I'm and set free, fuck who's gonna sex me
My mind's more based on makin' my G
Now, see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more movin' foul
The penile possesed me a smoother style

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

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

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

Yeah,
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For all the fellas on
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From to downstate
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stop, paw
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stop, paw
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And on and on and on
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And on and on and on
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My man, is in here
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Yo, free, how it be,
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we do it
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