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convicts - penitentiary blues lyrics

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– say man, they been lookin for you for three months, man
– man, i hear him
them hoes had me locked down in solitary, i couldn’t holler at n0body
knowmsayin, it was f-cked up
– thanks to bido, man, we ready to put our hands on you
but check this out, the lawyer, the judge, the warden, everybody been taken care of, man
so you be raisin out of this motherf-cker immediately
by the way, what the f-ck’s been goin on in here?

[ big mike ]
i went to court today, them motherf-ckers re-set it
but i’m used to that sh-t now, so i ain’t gon’ sweat it
d-mn court appointed lawyers, they don’t do a d-mn thing
railroadin a n-gga, they got paid anyway
take they funky–ss $200 and run
leavin a n-gga locked up in this b-tch just for fun
(that’s a d-mn shame) h-ll yeah, they be f-ckin up
look how they certified that juvenile right there named buck
gave that motherf-cker 50 years
his life won’t be worth sh-t by time he get outta here
and look at that dopefiend goin nuts
sweepin the flo’ for f-ckin cigarette b-tts
speakin on cig’ b-tts, it’s time to play crook
i gotta steal mine cause i ain’t got no money on my books
i had a pack, but traded ’em to the trustee
that’s why i’m wearin this brand new cadillac, g
yeah, and sportin the b-tch like a champ
i gotta get a hold of some envelopes and stamps
so i can write a couple of letters to my folks
to put some money on my books so i can get me some smokes
cause ain’t n0body sendin me a motherf-ck
hey yo, when you get through that cigarette, g, let me catch that b-tt

yo man, i kick you down with that, but just remember
(don’t worry about a thing
cause every little thing gonna be) –] bob marley
(alright, it’s gonna be alright)

[ big mike ]
you see that n-gga right there, he’s locked down for rape
and tonight his motherf-ckin manhood they gon’ take
he tried to tell us he was down here for robbery
we found out later that rapin was his hobby
yeah, he raped a little baby girl, jack
i hope they f-ck him in his -ss until his tongue turn black
and i bet the bossman won’t stop it
just turn his head and walk away like he ain’t see sh-t
come to think of it, they need to f-ck him too
i put a gun to his head without a care and just shoot
godd-mn man, why they takin so long with my sh-t?
i can’t wait to get home, i’m ready to bail out this b-tch
i called my girl, some motherf-cker cursed me out
i told the b-tch i’mma k!ll both of you hoes when i get out
man, that sh-t made me so motherf-ckin mad and uptight
i d-mn hear begged the bossman to let me out for one night
cause i ain’t the one to get played by a b-tch
but hey, i caught a cause and now i can’t do sh-t

man, f-ck that b-tch, she wasn’t sh-t anyway
let a motherf-ckin ho be a ho, and like i said befo’
(don’t worry about a thing
cause every little thing gonna be) –] bob marley
(alright, it’s gonna be alright)

[ big mike ]
hey yo man, you hear these f-ckin lies they tell?
about how they used to raise so much d-mn h-ll?
you see that n-gga right there, he’s a motherf-ckin trip
always talkin that godd-mn lip
came up to me the other day, introduced himself this way
“say my name is billy ray and boy, i got some sh-t to say
when i was bein in the world had so many fine–ss girls
walkin around with big old -sses draped in diamonds, golds and pearls
n0body ever f-cked with me cause i carried a nine, you see
they had to put me away cause i was k!llin n-ggas constantly
back in the world i was a bad–ss brother”
i said, “get out of my face, you lyin motherf-cker”
cause he be in the shower jackin off his d-ck
shootin nut on his toes, the b-st-rd must be sick
but i guess when you been locked up in this b-tch for so long
it ain’t no thing to introduce the palm of your hand to your bone
(chow time!) i’m sick of eatin this godd-mn slot
taste like some sh-t that they just scr-ped from the bottom of the pot
i’ll do anything for a homecooked meal
visions of fried fish, this sh-t can’t be real
(mike, you’re losin it, man) well godd-mn it, let me lose it
imagination strong, so i know i gotta use it
i wanna go home, i wonder can i break out?
this penitentiary blues have got me down, no doubt

man, don’t let that sh-t get you down
jay done took care of everybody and everything
so man, just
(don’t worry about a thing
cause every little thing gonna be) –] bob marley
(alright, it’s gonna be alright)

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