Lyrics:
In true convict style idulgence wins
So begins mutilation
No battle was fought
The work of the beast unfolds
Keep the secret close or die
Guilty
the gravesite
The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen
All my convicts, livin on the edge of life
Criminal
love
Not for money
Or for power or some God up above
No judge or jury ever can convict you, son
Shackled, taken from my home
By force, freedom now is gone
Victim, convict on the run
Punished for what you did wrong
Laws were made to be
go-getters
Your thuggish ruggish Bone nigga, go on nigga
Put it down on the darkside, where we dwell
Where the thieves, convicts and the gangtas sell whatever
rides too
Pickin' up every shell case, moppin' up these blood stains
But she hasn't seen a damn thing
Most of my people are convicts, hard-headed,
the party, I'd be the pills||I mean what I say|When I say I'd be your everything|Oh baby, if you were a convict, I'd be your cell|If you were a housewife, I'd
knew shit would get worse
Convict father waiting on us at the house
He know what we just did he wanna punch us in the mouth
He see his youngest
stealin' from the poor
Yet we don't have the goddamn balls to convict em
Lawmakers make it seem like you picked em
But nah man, the top 1% rent em
And yeah
convicts
Yaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
RIOT
RIOT
RIOT
Fuck being quiet
Dark voices in my head I'm tryna fight it
But it's taking over I got all my niggas
spreadin', healin' people, closin' all them doors
But now I'm all alone while I'm lying on this floor
Blood keep on runnin' like a convict from 5-0
People
let the imperfections serve as a reminder
Love/hate relationship with the places that I'm in
Wanted to be plug, 'til my cousin turned convict
His mom
Cup got ice cubes like Compton
Chef Nobu, cook me raw fish
Long beards but the squad's not Amish
Just bosses, dropouts and convicts
Wallets bigger
Salamu alaykum
Laat youngster verby kom
Sy praat ek wys hom
I’m getting smart and you stay dom
Cape Town is my grond
I know convicts like I’m Akon
complex
Convicts could tell you love to project
Dying to protect what's on your chest
Turbo jet, baby, say it with your chest
Slippery when wet, watch
and right can’t find my motive
That’s why they can’t convict me I cover up like a Trojan
Yea I pray for success
Pretty soon I’m gone be blessed
With a milly
I stand amid a crowd on the hill of the Skull
A stiff wind tugs at my garments
Roman soldiers complain about waiting for
Three convicts to slowly
and steady ride
We convict and punish crimes
Then somewhere along we face it
How it is we’re all connected
Chorus
We are convict forever in a lonely world
We are immortal after every show
(bridge)
Our life is full of evil and pain
the joy, my dear, we'll never
mind
Would convict someone like me
Cause the way you walk, the way you talk
I could plead insanity
But I'm prepared to tell the whole truth now
I don't
the murders that they claimin' I ain't stressin' that shit
Cause if you got the evidence then come convict me bitch
[Hook]
Would you be my, could you be my
a tall glass of water, who ready to take sips?
Shit nigga this what we do
Convict, Star Trak, Black J's who are you?
No parents
[chorus]
No moms, no
convicts me
I been grinding all my life so I know how it feels
A lot of pain in my heart that I know can't be healed
Still think about the past can't
bustin straight convict kamakazi
Through your hood, get your strap, get your bat
Mothafukkas get your gat
[Mr. Shadow]
It's like that, G's like us run up
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