Stepped of the bus handcuff and shackles
Hella tight on my ankles cuz the cops an asshole
Left Tracy headed to new Folsom "Penaten"
82 point strong but left with 4 to the millenium
Can't have fucc visits no more
Southerners is still trippin so we still at war
I heard n***as wanna see me dead
I heard they waitin on me
With bonecrushers hatin on me
And I'm on my only
The Northern Cali Crip carved your shadow
Seems like I'm on my own when it's time to battle
N***as have to tell the cops everything they know
It ain't the way it used to be homie that's for sure
My n***a Ernest Powell told me how it used to be
Nowadays snitches run the penitentiary
Real n***as got it bad if they ache to beef
Can't get a job so you be stuck in the cell watchin T.V
I hit the yard wit a mean mug
I ain't the biggest n***a but I gives mean fucc
You talk shit to my low cuz you on swoll
Bring your knife to the yard n***a
We goin to the hole

You better bring your knife to the yard
Cuz you be mean muggin n***as like you hella hard
Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard
I gives a fucc if you swoll
We goin to the hole