Lock Down

(Violent J)

Spitting and cussing, you know I'm pissed

With these iron bracelets on my fucking wrists

And I'm headed for the county

With all of you motherfuckers all around me

Dressed in my original county blue

From my fresh ass do-rag and my rubber shoes

Sixth months in a cement bedroom

Make friends fast, make them fucking soon

Five months left and I'm even smoking ciaggarettes like money, so I guess im broke

Drop two months I'm down to four

With the homies playing spades on the dirty ass floor

Chilling with my homeboy Bruno,

hanging out at the rec we was playing UNO

And this crack head's gonna try and take my seat

So I wipped his ass, and I caught another week

Now I'm staring at a plastic fork,

cause the next five days, I'm in the hole

One month left and I'm going kinda thin

And there's stubbles on my goddamn chin

Three days good time, I guess I lucked out

My time is done, let me the fuck out

No more talk of my cock down

I'ma fuck me a bitch, cause I'm outta this lock down