Lyrics:
to get you naked (well, damn)
You got my dick hard as the Department of Corrections (wow)
So stop with all that flexin', baby, bitch, don't miss your
steel out in the yard
A ball and chain slavery
When they lock you down, they throw away the key
Department of corrections
They are not fixing anything!
We smoking reefer
Please (Go rush down to your department store)
I need that Tennessee Breeze (the only place you'll find this little gem is in
facility press 9
Hello this is a prepaid debit call from "Daymond"
An inmate at the Virginia department of Corrections, Pocahontas State Corrections
Woo Are
like Tennessee in a memory
When it would rain arrows down on them
Children in the bird's nest
And at the boot repair department
Housing all the homeless
(steppin')
I rather be apart, than in department of corrections (Department of Corrections)
Calm down with all that flexin', judge watchin' from a far (from
1st inmate
Killer wants to go to college
He wants to get his parole
So the department of corrections
Will release him in the fall
Killer wants
'Cause blood done got spilled on the street, that shit was deep
Survival of the fittest, the weakest, they gettin' eaten
Department of Corrections
committed to the department of corrections
For confinement of the *** state prisons
Without possibility of parole
For the remainder of your life
You
Correction or department of Correction so sick of chasing Perfection
Bipolar than a motherfucker need to Get a new bottle of pills
I take my meds every hour
these niggas
With bars I was blessed with
Correction no prison guard
But I got it locked like the department of corrections
Could give a fuck about a list
kick you and diss you
They got networks like insects
With webs of deception
They'll trap you, cocoon you
Like a department of correction
They come
chick was lookin' like Thelma Evans
I pushed up in her direction
I said, "I'm Doc, not Department of Correction"
I don't give a fuck, your boy relaxed
intentions
From the department of corrections
But who will tell my next of kin
That tomorrow stand for nothing?
It was years ago, it was years ago
Since
is in the bed of a pickup
Building prefab duplexes, human traffic like Department of Corrections
Godless savages, fishbone necklaces
No collar
Department of Corrections ISN'T designed
to help you rehabilitate yourself or even help you
to become a productive law-abiding citizen'"
[Chorus -
this country. and ofcourse it was composed and recorded in memphis, tennessee, right here
in the united states of america. you know, people, I believe
brother"
(Free call from James Warren
An inmate at the Cook County Department of Corrections in Chicago, Illinois)
"Every human being naturally wants
Department of Corrections
The new see-bo album "Till My Casket Drops" has lyrics that do just that plus
this one your about to hear
to the art game
And whether its pot or pop
Its all top grain
Department of Corrections
To revenue projections
My electives is directing
The board of directors
low
Just Stacking my dough
Chilling in my own zone
Cause I'm way to grown
I always made sure
I never had to make that call
From department
phones
But for some reason what im saying aint connecting
Til one day I get a phone call from the department of corrections ironically he got 15 years for
Shipments coming via of Texas
crizona had it
we connected
Got bud from California connection
White girl from 305 collection
Collect calls from department
I sent it up or held it down that shit there go without question
Ask any yard inside the Illinois Department of Corrections
Hit 55 up to the Chi my
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