Uh, take a trip down memory lane
I walk the cell block push ups on the yard
Watch the guards while the cells lock
It's chow time play some chess with my cell mate
Coffee in my mug cannot budge it’s a stale mate
Knife sharp cause there’s some tension in the building
Riots sharks on the roof about to kill em
Up in the hole we get that mando work out
The razorblades cuttin if the plan don’t work out
Free all my homies man la rayo my G’s up
My name on the gallo, bunk rolled my feets up
It’s chow time eat my bread and my cereal
I’m sittin’ in my boxers take a look at the visual
We wait on mail, get the flicks and write a letter back
Tell my bitch to tell my homies damn where my cheddar at
Nobody loves you when you out of sight you out of mind
Fuck it boy you did the crime now you bout to do the time
You know, if you ain’t never sat up in them cells on a lockdown
If you ain’t never sharpened a knife during chow time
If you ain’t never walked to chow with your state issued identification card in your pocket
If you ain’t never ate a spread with your enemies, ate a spread with your homies
Checked paperwork and ducked phonies
This shit right here just ain’t for you…
I’m talking struggle
Penitentiary Mind state
Blind date
My mind slate
The crime rate
The dying eight is fine, wait
Define great
That’s me
That’s all me
This shit right here just ain’t for you, it ain’t for you man
Brrrrraaa
Walking to the chow hall early in the morning
Shank up in my pocket drinking coffee no yawning
I’m on the mainline hanging with some gang bangers
Chilling with some outlaws
Quick to leave your brains hanging
I made it home in one piece and I’m proud of it
Some walk in but they never walk out of it
Fought the system now I’m counting my blessings
I’m in the free world screaming out life is a lesson
Ain't nothing changed I’m just thinking like a grown up
I’m still the same but I guess I just growed up
Now everybody take a look at the new face
The city of LA now the flavors just a new taste
It’s BALDACCI this the EFxFORT point period
Solid like a rock, we don’t ever point, period
Wise words uncut from the belly homie
Belly of the beast bout to feast if you telling on me
I'll tell you man
If you ain’t never done burpee’s in a cage in your boxer shorts
If you ain't never waited for mail call
If you ain't never had to take a bird bath
You ain't never waited for a visit that never came
If you ain't never had a block on your telephone
If you ain't never worked out on the weight pile, SouthSiders, Blacks and the Wood Pile
This shit right here just ain't for you mayne, it really ain't
Shoutout to my boy Misfit Soto for this hard ass beat
Jimmy Casillas let’s get it
Cause it’s the motherfucking effort
Frank Nitty, gritty style
I walk the cell block push ups on the yard
Watch the guards while the cells lock
It's chow time play some chess with my cell mate
Coffee in my mug cannot budge it’s a stale mate
Knife sharp cause there’s some tension in the building
Riots sharks on the roof about to kill em
Up in the hole we get that mando work out
The razorblades cuttin if the plan don’t work out
Free all my homies man la rayo my G’s up
My name on the gallo, bunk rolled my feets up
It’s chow time eat my bread and my cereal
I’m sittin’ in my boxers take a look at the visual
We wait on mail, get the flicks and write a letter back
Tell my bitch to tell my homies damn where my cheddar at
Nobody loves you when you out of sight you out of mind
Fuck it boy you did the crime now you bout to do the time
You know, if you ain’t never sat up in them cells on a lockdown
If you ain’t never sharpened a knife during chow time
If you ain’t never walked to chow with your state issued identification card in your pocket
If you ain’t never ate a spread with your enemies, ate a spread with your homies
Checked paperwork and ducked phonies
This shit right here just ain’t for you…
I’m talking struggle
Penitentiary Mind state
Blind date
My mind slate
The crime rate
The dying eight is fine, wait
Define great
That’s me
That’s all me
This shit right here just ain’t for you, it ain’t for you man
Brrrrraaa
Walking to the chow hall early in the morning
Shank up in my pocket drinking coffee no yawning
I’m on the mainline hanging with some gang bangers
Chilling with some outlaws
Quick to leave your brains hanging
I made it home in one piece and I’m proud of it
Some walk in but they never walk out of it
Fought the system now I’m counting my blessings
I’m in the free world screaming out life is a lesson
Ain't nothing changed I’m just thinking like a grown up
I’m still the same but I guess I just growed up
Now everybody take a look at the new face
The city of LA now the flavors just a new taste
It’s BALDACCI this the EFxFORT point period
Solid like a rock, we don’t ever point, period
Wise words uncut from the belly homie
Belly of the beast bout to feast if you telling on me
I'll tell you man
If you ain’t never done burpee’s in a cage in your boxer shorts
If you ain't never waited for mail call
If you ain't never had to take a bird bath
You ain't never waited for a visit that never came
If you ain't never had a block on your telephone
If you ain't never worked out on the weight pile, SouthSiders, Blacks and the Wood Pile
This shit right here just ain't for you mayne, it really ain't
Shoutout to my boy Misfit Soto for this hard ass beat
Jimmy Casillas let’s get it
Cause it’s the motherfucking effort
Frank Nitty, gritty style
( Baldacci )
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