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az - your world don't stop lyrics

[intro: az]
yeah, for those that’s locked in comstock
my peoples sittin’ in san quentin and clinton
rikers island, rikers island, cracker’s island

[verse 1: az]
i wake up to them rappin’ tunes every afternoon
i be home soon, i see the board some time after june
met a couple of convicts that’s way beyond sick
it seem they dig my style ’cause i be on some don sh-t
laid back, i ran into some brothers from way back
those i dug we hugged, besides that, black, i don’t say jack
i stay in tune with the sun, stars and moon
’cause behind bars you’re doomed if your mind can’t consume
plus, spiritual pain can bring forth physical reign
and without knowledge of self, how else can a criminal change?
and being locked up just ain’t the life for me
sh-t is way too trife for me
“you’re comin home soon” sounds so nice to me
plus, you can bet i’m bouncin’ out with mad props
and if i get chopped or not, baby pop
my world don’t stop

[chorus]
(your world don’t stop
your world don’t stop
your world don’t stop
your world don’t stop, stop, stop..
your world don’t stop
your world don’t stop
your world don’t stop, stop..)

[verse 2: az]
and in here it makes all end up the same from blowin’ backs out
5 to 15, seein’ the bean until they max out
misbehavin’, actin’ uncivilized like cavemen
i witnessed brave men that gave in
sodomized and turned to g-y men
n0body’s playin drama, prisoners be posted preyin’
on some low sh-t layin’, sleep, get your whole sh-t banged in
hangin’, plus who’s to warn you
out of the h-ll these inmates gone through
from three halves of a four group doubt if anyone is normal
and over all it’s hard to call who would try to play you
my kid from my tomb’s caught a carved spoon through his navel
nothin’ can save you, even c.o.’s’ll try to grave you
it’s painful to even know those who most faithful’ll betray you
i lay low-key, cause i ain’t hercules
tryin’ to get out early on work release
prayin’ the system work with me
’cause i ain’t tryin’ to see three hots and a cot till i rot
that ain’t my plot, baby pop
my world don’t stop

[verse 3: az]
so until that day, i’m discharged and set free
f-ck who’s gonna s-x me
my mind’s more based on makin’ my next g
now let’s see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more movin’ foul
the penile possessed me with a smoother style
blessin’ my mental with mathematics to map sh-t through graphics
f-ck it, i ain’t with hustlin’ backwards
a wiser man with ideas and liver plans
more mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can stand
sittin’, tryin’ to design these words of mine
to define what occurs when you’re servin’ time
stress just blurs the mind, behind bars, scars are signs of hard times
i’m trappin’ myself in between these lines
but i ain’t tryin’ to see three hots and a cot till i rot
that ain’t my plot, baby pop
my world don’t stop

[outro]
yeah, representin’
for all the fellas on lock-diggedy
from upstate to downstate
don’t stop, pah
don’t stop, pah
and on and on and on…
my man sincere is in here
yo free, how it be, baby?
that’s how we do it

- az lyrics

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