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"This type of shit that happens every day" [x8] [Slick Rick:] In the slammer kid but I'm innocent Lord played witty wasn't having any pity Now in Razor Blade City Cry suppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes Drives a Rolls, hey, yo, money, what size are those? Need to phone me til another sprang up, hmm, to gang up On the skid, housing the phone like he didn't know how to hang up Would be hard though ought a minute or so and then yells time on a And when you get your commisary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna Be on that ass and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off Beaten death, you ain't protecting me, forgot today's my day off Hold my head and drift the Sumo weigh in knots and cars Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars, behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars [Slick Rick:] Showing off cause on the phone, click, losing all the hoes off Niggas housed the watch and Donna took all of the clothes off Letras de cancionesNigga hell with the was for my clothes figured telling Every night it seem like mice be in and out a nigga cell and Still ain't home, like on the hook, seen a bunch of kids look Miss outdoors, never know what you have until it's tooken And in fact, the moment you fear, all of that, you quote snaps Well in a cell, did the exercises and wrote raps I be a bigger star than you, no never heard of the nigga Takes my raps and read aloud, I want to murder the migga Just kidding, no offend to it, finally he ended it Case dismissed, but your honor, DA kindly prevented it He told to the judge, don't free him, this brother trigger wars And not just that because I refuse to wash some jive nigga doors So hold the head, drift the Sumo weight in knots and cars Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars [Slick Rick:] One fight, the nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared By couldn't squeal, I's like officer that nigga right there Now if he ain't get me his friends will, needed a utensil It turn out, I had to stab him in the eye with a pencil State of shock, he made a yell, I said, now what you want traitor CO puts me in the bin, I see ya about a month later Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed The phone prints, the years added to the sentence Still chilling and all of that and I escaped When the damn thing sold, don't hit the sto' cause they made a rape attempt Thank goodness, failed, call out next, he wail out Here go the CO, Ricky Walters, back up, bailed out The Co couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch mass figure Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little bitch ass nigga Au revare, back to dating sluts and stars At least for now, no more accumulating cuts and scars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars Behind bars... From Letras Mania