Lyrics:
Under a bridge I met her
Thinking I was clever
I raised my book and prophesized
Like a convict pleading
The message was misleading
I took your
could never come face this
Arsonist and Non-phix rollin' with convicts that want chicks
But make sure they the bomb tricks
That don't complain, about
convict clothes
So they stripped us to the bone
Threw in some threadbare blankets
And when they jeered us about our nakedness
As we slopped out down
rich, wars and conflicts hit
Politics get rich off the bloods and the crips
Slaves shoot slaves, modern day Egypt
Brooklyn convicts is conned to be vics
buck ya, the .9 pound I struck ya
'9-6 you ask about this convict
Niggaz can't harm this, regardless
Niggaz claiming heartless, Easy for me ta tear
of the fallen soldiers
Calling for Jehovahs, bitten by the king cobras
And boa constrictors which convict ya
Nothing but hoes in liquor stores
Cops who
and conflicts hit
Politics get rich off the bloods and the crips
Slaves shoot slaves, modern day Egypt
Brooklyn convicts is conned to be vics
Harassed by
rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't
of scrimmage
convicts turnin' confident
enter the phase of niggas and they feminine ways
love my Timberlands, cinnamon suede
bottles mo' proof
for all
(Esham)
Crazy convict, don't take no shit
Since age 13 I was ill legit
I had a problem with homicide, crazy ass suicide
Sucka mothafuckin pussy
housing shit...
O.G. Style, Convicts and DJ Silk...
Psycho Ganksta mothafucking Nip and DJ Triple-6 housing shit...
TMT, Too Much mothafucking Trouble...
on a Kooyong dollar
I've tried so hard to shake it
And lose that convict streak
I'm an A grade mechanic
I get 450 clear a week
My Ford dropped a tail
story.. open to the media
Crime bosses, do or die, or either ya
live like a convict on the rock
You get SHANKED, battered and brusied you get dropped
in
or them, it's us!
Face me
Convince me
And show me
How I am wrong, what I have started
Blame me
Seduce me
Convict me
Decide my fate and end my
don't know jack
The Giant and his crew are ill
We're sick-ass convicts, we're hard to kill
My boys from New York (Is hard to kill)
The brothers
throw away the keys!
One, two, fuck you!
A thousand convicts sit still waiting for death
As I sigh, relieved & exhale my breath
A jail for every town
Hey, yeah... Ooo... Ooo, no, no, no
Ooo... Convict Music, Girlicious
I know that you be working 9 to 5, girl
Gotta act professional but you're too
it there...
[JAVERT]
I have only known one other
Who can do what you have done
He's a convict from the chain gang
He's been ten years on the run
But
Still, I'm all heart
This a mind true as dark
To my dream team
Til my death do us part
Break bread with convict, real fucking killers
Get clocked by cop
my skin said "fuck that, "
And came back to sin again
Been running like a convict
Across state lines looking for answers
An easy way out an alibi
one male and one female,
Broke into the prison at ten o'clock this morning, leaving one police officer dead.
The escaped convict is believed to be
Don't fear don't fall
Just turn and face the wall
I'm like a convict with my hands locked over my head
I'm a dead man walking
[Chorus]
I'm so
Ha! What case can you possibly present,
To rip a man from his family, faith and friends? Defense?
Listen before you convict, you see, I never did
felt alive like a convict out of Becker
Free beneath the gray's teeth
Flipping in the rainfall
Sometimes part of me wakes up collected
Forgetting
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