Prince Paul - Behind Bars (Dum Ditty Dum Mix) lyrics

[Warren G] Check this out, this Warren G, y'know what I'm saying Chilling with my man Slick Rick, you know And we gonna give you all a little tale about this jail stuff You know, so Rick, why don't you run it homie, yeah [Verse 1: Slick Rick] "In the slammer, kid!" "But I'm innocent!" Lord played witty, wasn't having any pity, now in Razor Blade City Cry suppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes Drives a Rolls, "Hey, yo, money, what size are those?" Need to phone me to another sprang up, hmm, to gang up On this kid, housing the phone like he didn't know how to hang up Would be hard though ought a minute or so and then yells time on a And when you get your commissary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna Be on that a** and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off Beaten d**h, you ain't protecting me, forgot today's my day off Hold my head and drift the Sumo weigh in knots and cars Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars, behind bars [Hook] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day "This type of sh** happens every day" "See, some punk locked up to get beat down Raped down, till his booty is broke down" Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day "This type of sh** happens every day" "Riots, melees, and disturbances of the peace" [Verse 2: Warren G] Mister Slick, Rick let me take it for a second And tell a short tale about the L.A. county jail 9500 that was the lock up When the lights got dim, it was time for the sock up Jacking for the money, back-stab was my mission If a riot jumped out, it's time for incision Sticking n***as here and sticking n***as there I turn around and look and seen cops everywhere Jacking brothers up, slapping brothers up If you got blood on your clothes, lock up High powered was the level, level four n***as sentenced to life and you can't be no ho (b**h) Or you can't tooken with homies overlookin' As safe next door with the puma straight cooking Lighten up the whole module Hmm, goddamn, yeah, another squabble [Hook] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day "This type of sh** happens every day" "See, some punk locked up to get beat down Raped down, till his booty is broke down" Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day "This type of sh** happens every day" "Riots, melees, and disturbances of the peace" [Verse 3: Slick Rick] What fight, the n***a trip, C.O. the rest he might scared By couldn't squeal, I's like officer that n***a right there Now if he ain't get me his friends will, needed a utensil It turn out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil State of shock, he made a yell, I said, now what you want traitor CO puts me in the bin, I see ya about a month later Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed The phone prints, the years added to the sentence Still chilling and all of that and I escaped When I don't think so, don't hit the sto' cause they made a rape attempt Thank goodness, failed, call out next, he wail out Here go the CO, Ricky Walters, pack up, you're bailed out The Co couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch ma** figure Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little b**h a** n***a Au revoir , back to dating s*uts and stars At least for now, no more accumulating cuts and scars Behind bars [Hook] Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day "This type of sh** happens every day" "See, some punk locked up to get beat down Raped down, till his booty is broke down" Dum ditty dum ditty ditty datty day "This type of sh** happens every day" "Riots, melees, and disturbances of the peace"