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weenz - porridge lyrics

[verse 1]
walking into limerick prison p-ssed the women’s division
girl’s at their cell windows, holler and whistle
officially a criminal, record clean when i turned eighteen
this is my first conviction
carrying the cross dad tossed off, the opposite of soft
suffer for his sins, the consequences, this is my crucifixion
terrified the first night you spend inside a standard
the screws are surprised i show no signs
that’s the power of my pride, my inevitable destination
finally i’ve arrived
nonetheless they’re unimpressed, i gotta get undressed
shower naked while they check, take my clothes replace
them with prison issue. that’s an evasive episode
leave me in a room waiting wish i had a pen to write my place name
find a cell vacant, come and take me to the a-wing
on the surface struck with purpose, inside i’m shaking
but there’s a time for faking

[bridge]
even deprived of open air, fear is not a cloak i wear
violence is survival gear, poison in the atmosphere
f-ck the world! f-ck you all!
i think i like it here

[chorus – weenz & dirt]
i’ve been taking so many beatings in my life
you can try (just letting ya know) i’m prepared to die
i’m prepared to die
yes i am a sinner man, needs to be the bigger man
you can call it ignorance but this is all i have
this is all i have

[verse 2]
“what you in for?” junkie’s can’t remember
my cellmate cracked the detective’s head, he’s my mentor
point out prisoners, punishment administered
drug dealers and k!llers, petty crooks don’t figure
two brothers, four murders, youngest is sixteen
the screws are afraid, know names that still walk these streets
elder tried intimidation, during an hour for recreation
i didn’t take the bait since i didn’t know who he was
’til i returned to my cell later, getting impatient
waiting to play snooker first but cluelessness
proved to be my savior, in future i’ll be cagier
razor blades to the face, glock nine’s, ira
crime careers, hating fear, i’m just a stranger here
gang feuds, segregation, no affiliation
i have some mates in from the north side, hash blazin’
shakur and marley, the soundtrack to incarceration
couple of days in, need a shower and shave and
with my towel and razor blade i make my way
and all i got was squeaky clean, feeling great
i think i’m ready for my court case

[verse 3]
six months previous on a trip mischievous
there was six of us in a beat up mitsubishi
if we were poppin’ e’s we would be more friendly
no sp-ce, no brakes, not a script on the windy
no tax, no insurance, no cl-ss, no future
br-ss b-lls hang lose, i crack jaws for amus-m-nt
alcohol is the fuel to declare my brood
how dare you stare for just a second or two
opposition building up, four of them to one of us
by now i’m blacked out, i don’t give a f-ck
see the biggest guy, walk over to the ditch
pick a concrete block in my broken fist
smashed it to his face, he went into a fit
blood spill on the hill, i’m on the ground getting kicked
my buddies got bl–dy, rushing to my defense
the air was toxic with the rage of revenge
i’ve no misgivings, my mission to exhibit
the h-ll of my existence amongst all god’s children

[outro]
even deprived of open air, fear is not a cloak i wear
violence is survival gear, poison in the atmosphere
f-ck the world! f-ck you all!
i think i like it here

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