The Convicts - Penitentiary Blues lyrics

... - Say man, they been lookin for you for three months, man - Man, I hear him Them hoes had me locked down in solitary, I couldn't holler at nobody Knowmsayin, it was f**ed up - Thanks to Bido, man, we ready to put our hands on you But check this out, the lawyer, the judge, the warden, everybody been taken care of, man So you be raisin out of this motherf**er immediately By the way, what the f**'s been goin on in here? [ Big Mike ] I went to court today, them motherf**ers re-set it But I'm used to that sh** now, so I ain't gon' sweat it Damn court appointed lawyers, they don't do a damn thing Railroadin a n***a, they got paid anyway Take they funky-a** $200 and run Leavin a n***a locked up in this b**h just for fun (That's a damn shame) Hell yeah, they be f**in up Look how they certified that juvenile right there named Buck Gave that motherf**er 50 years His life won't be worth sh** by time he get outta here And look at that dopefiend goin nuts Sweepin the flo' for f**in cigarette bu*ts Speakin on cig' bu*ts, it's time to play crook I gotta steal mine cause I ain't got no money on my books I had a pack, but traded 'em to the trustee That's why I'm wearin this brand new Cadillac, G Yeah, and sportin the b**h like a champ I gotta get a hold of some envelopes and stamps So I can write a couple of letters to my folks To put some money on my books so I can get me some smokes Cause ain't nobody sendin me a motherf** Hey yo, when you get through that cigarette, G, let me catch that bu*t Yo man, I kick you down with that, but just remember (Don't worry about a thing Cause every little thing gonna be) --] Bob Marley (Alright, it's gonna be alright) [ Big Mike ] You see that n***a right there, he's locked down for rape And tonight his motherf**in manhood they gon' take He tried to tell us he was down here for robbery We found out later that rapin was his hobby Yeah, he raped a little baby girl, jack I hope they f** him in his a** until his tongue turn black And I bet the bossman won't stop it Just turn his head and walk away like he ain't see sh** Come to think of it, they need to f** him too I put a gun to his head without a care and just shoot Goddamn man, why they takin so long with my sh**? I can't wait to get home, I'm ready to bail out this b**h I called my girl, some motherf**er cursed me out I told the b**h I'mma k** both of you hoes when I get out Man, that sh** made me so motherf**in mad and uptight I damn hear begged the bossman to let me out for one night Cause I ain't the one to get played by a b**h But hey, I caught a cause and now I can't do sh** Man, f** that b**h, she wasn't sh** anyway Let a motherf**in ho be a ho, and like I said befo' (Don't worry about a thing Cause every little thing gonna be) --] Bob Marley (Alright, it's gonna be alright) [ Big Mike ] Hey yo man, you hear these f**in lies they tell? About how they used to raise so much damn hell? You see that n***a right there, he's a motherf**in trip Always talkin that goddamn lip Came up to me the other day, introduced himself this way "Say my name is Billy Ray and boy, I got some sh** to say When I was bein in the world had so many fine-a** girls Walkin around with big old a**es draped in diamonds, golds and pearls Nobody ever f**ed with me cause I carried a nine, you see They had to put me away cause I was k**in n***as constantly Back in the world I was a bad-a** brother" I said, "Get out of my face, you lyin motherf**er" Cause he be in the shower jackin off his dick Shootin nut on his toes, the ba*tard must be sick But I guess when you been locked up in this b**h for so long It ain't no thing to introduce the palm of your hand to your bone (Chow time!) I'm sick of eatin this goddamn slot Taste like some sh** that they just scraped from the bottom of the pot I'll do anything for a homecooked meal Visions of fried fish, this sh** can't be real (Mike, you're losin it, man) Well goddamn it, let me lose it Imagination strong, so I know I gotta use it I wanna go home, I wonder can I break out? This Penitentiary Blues have got me down, no doubt Man, don't let that sh** get you down Jay done took care of everybody and everything So man, just (Don't worry about a thing Cause every little thing gonna be) --] Bob Marley (Alright, it's gonna be alright)