I never did time, committed mad crime Only paid rhymes, but now niggaz drop dimes Harmonizin on a homicide rap Singin in the precinct, tryin to catch an R&B contract Now they hit me with a one to THREE, personal-LY conspira-CY, it don`t mean shit to ME The time will go fast, because I`m true blue On the DL, back home, I got a stash for Ma Duke I stack razor blades in my shoe Niggaz threaten to kill the Ak, if I ever come through And I`m doin 30 more days, in this steel cage Locked down with men that go both ways But gays ain`t gon` grease me My razor blade say O.P.P., niggaz in P.C. gon` know me I`m not the everyday herb Actions speak louder than words, so step to the verb Fuck a pro-noun, I get down for my crown Pass the three-pound, show it to King Clown, and watch him lounge You know the whole PHASE I`m about to go through the government`s MAZE in about 30 days You know my name, no shame in my game Best to fly the kid champagne from Spain About to go in, to push a BID, for wrongs I done DID Goin away party at the CRIB Me and my friends gonna get together I didn`t think jail could ever, I learned to never say never but now we just gonna party.. party.. Shit, fiesta.. for-ever.. Gun ? up on my floor All my peeps know they got to keep they damn guns at the door Don`t wanna get hit, with a bullet, meanin a year time in jail if you can`t, comprehend, with the slang friend All you do, don`t act like nuts It don`t make no sense for the whole crew, to get locked up Bad enough I have to go in yo But when the shit hit the fan, debris` gotta blow Windy days, but ain`t nothin changed but the weather While I`m locked down, the thugs`ll write me no love letters That`s for queers, couple of years later gator, but hold all them crocodile tears Because it ain`t like I`m dyin You see I`m not marked for death, so stop the bloodclot cryin This ain`t The Wizard of Oz where I can tap my heels and go for it I take it slow, cause I`ll be home before you know it I`m comin through like X-rays in approximately, the next 30 days But if you think I`m tryin to skip town You best to purchase a hearing aid and ask yourself how that sound I`m not tryin to jump bail, cause that`s the dough that I`ma use to flip up the new connects, that I meet in jail Politicians they all know dis Every now and then they visit a snitch, who helped em get rich Yeah part of the government`s plan Lock down the man who stack grands, put him in the hand of Uncle Sam This the stuff, you can`t trust for 30 days I`m on a bus with niggaz that fuss over tight handcuffs And while I`m inside, I take in stride Livin in prison, stool pigeons know that time don`t fly Days go by, night gets darker, but I`m a New York Whalin on your ass like Orca Not the Avon Lady, stay up out my face It only take a shoelace, for a nigga to catch a new case You get done in different ways I`m headed for the cage within the next 30 days Rob Swift handles business
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