Lyrics:
All they wanna do is see me fail
I was down and now they want me in a cell
They don't know the things I been through I ain't tell
Pray to god
like a plague pay alms to your highness
Tatted death on the arms to remind them
Swallowed sunshine for the darkness inside
I got more cells than
Bip Bookies I'm getting sick, seeing the same boys everyday
I heard Tray going to Jackson,11 years, pack em up
Lil bitch had em jumped in his cell, we
Or warm skins for cold
Can this theory be any more stranger to you
Than the fact that each seven years trades old cells for new, uh
Maybe it's madness,
should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing
Let's rock
Everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
what they should
Have been telling us
But they was locking us in
A cell with a stranger
For them to raise us and
Wonder why we rebellious
Niggas going
a domino
With doubt we comply
They ask, we supply
The cells divide and multiply
They multiply
The cells divide and multiply (multiply)
The cells
my lock in a sock
Beat the fucker down the cell block
Five C.O.s to me to the hole
One said, "Knowledge born (we're in control)"
It's the real
cell dem nuh sickle
Yuh pum pum likkle, likkle, likkle, likkle
Likkle
Belly skin flatter than a penny plus a nickel
Yuh pum pum likkle, likkle, likkle,
cell a bit
Locked up with some pimps, told me, "Sell a bitch"
I used to sell a bit (sell a bit)
But I don't fuck around no more, I'm celibate
Had me
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart
Or stuffed into a cell
Or stuffed into a cell
And if these are the only options
This will
set me free
Down on my knees
I still believe you can save me from me
Come set me free
I still believe
That inside this shell there's a prison cell
I
(Yea nigga, it's like that y'all niggas, what)
It's murda muzik, niggas on my block relate to it
Murda muzik, my peoples on the cell block use it
Chains, cells, learn to love the agony.
Chains, cells, learn to love lack of sweetness.
Shit and piss up to my knees.
I taste blood and sweat.
Olohun
Huh yea
This lane wey I dey fit lead me to hell
E fit lead me to death
E fit lead me to cell
Anu mo bere fun k’Olorun oba te reset
This lane
should've heard them knocked out jailbirds sing
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
should've heard them knocked-out jailbirds sing
Let's rock; everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
and took him by the arm
He said Johnny, come and go along with me Poor boy
Johnny, come and walk along with me
John Hardy stood in his old jail cell
take off my Louis belt
Bringing up my past like that's gonna help
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth
Girl, don't play yourself, give me mental
You used to call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
And I know when that hotline bling
That can only mean one thing
I know when
leave me"
But I gotta go get this money, baby (look, look)
Cell phone ring, that's another hunnid G's
I promise, soon as I get done, I'ma leave
Cell
cell
Give me a call, give me a call
So I can do some damage to you
I need you bad girl I'm horny as hell
I need yo love so hit me on my cell
Give me
mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothin'
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
You used to call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my cell phone
Late night when you need my love
And I know when
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