letra de in jail (bidding) - nature
it’s like a torn ligament, a long cigarette
split three ways, state pen, law, sentencing
gates open, young thug approaching the bench
picture your whole life spent over the fence
55 years for a f-ggot -ssault
with no views behind attica’s walls
new inmates will challenge yours for a carton of kools
you get jigged in the yard thru your heart wit a spoon
n-gga hold that
caught him on the pull up bar, whudddup god
his whole grill was full of scars
stay carrying, brotherhood be muslim or arian
once the blood shed cats is scatterin
catch him at chow, better yet the visitin floor
right in front of they seeds be a vision of war
the n-gga cried out
ripped from his side to his eyebrow
leakin like a b-tch left him semi-blind now
bubbled his skin, when theres trouble cops pull the pin
they throw you in the box, 12 month stops
back in population a new jail with a year to my board
how man tier threes can i afford
god knows how many hoes i miss, waitin to toss
every now an then fam send the latest source
to the day room, listen to my favorite tunes
need it more, jail will make a n-gga beat off
if i did it too i’d be wrong i couldn’t live with it
the sh-t n-ggas be doing when the bidding
in jail, 1-3, 2-4’s, 3-6’s
some turn tough, some turn b-tches
n-ggas wanna know how do you roll
don’t let the penile swallow you whole
now who da f-ck are y’all tell me when to use the phone?
we in the pen dunn, the rules are gone
bloods and kings, thorizine turn thugs to fiends
little n-ggas using drugs and things
playing sick call, everyday withdrawl
the shisty cats, write friends that dont write me back
where my kite be black?
f-ck the pictures of your ugly daughter
go to store in two weeks dunn please drop a money order
make it out to the god, 92r7478 me the one they call nate
it’s the all state called cr-p stars with green slacks
double bunks and dorms wit dudes that need bathes
where da weed at? guns is knives, sons is wives
playing pc spreading hundreds of lies
said i’m free, the a-l’s m-z’s
misdemeanors and the felonies
open the cage, none of my peers close to my age
og’s with afro’s showin most of they grey’s
takin showers with snakes and cowards
f-ck eigth sacks, sp-ce for hours
me and manuel, three in a cell
see i’m c0ked up secret to tell
i’m getting higher n-ggas
why the f-ckwork release keep denying n-ggas?
grown men cry
mind your business when you happen to see
the same sh-t once happened to me
i did a bid and came back on my feet
live some more makin hits
while y’all n-ggas gettin hit at the board
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