Da Lench Mob
Lost In Tha System
Woke up, Friday morning feelin damn good
Took a shower, got dressed, and rolled out to the neighborhood
Had no idea what I was in for
So I pulled over, I bought a 40 at the liquor store
Popped the top, commenced to start drinkin'
And all of a sudden, I start thinkin'
"Damn J-Dee, why did you roll down Florence?"
I forgot, I had two warrants (Damn!)
Yeah, but like a fool I kept drivin'
Until I ran a red light, and heard a motherf**kin' siren
One time pulled my black a** over
Put my hands behind my back and it was over
I was arrested, because a warrant, I wouldn't pay
Headed for the county jail, downtown L.A
I got processed, put on my county blues
And now I'm smokin a hump, watchin the news in the dayroom
A fool jumped up and said, "What set you from?"
I didn't say SH*T, I just BOMBED
I beat his a** right down into the concrete
Turned around and saw the doom squad's feet
Yeah, the motherf**kin deputies
Tryin to do the same thing that they did to Rodney King
I stayed strong and kept my self-control
That's why my black a** got tossed in the hole
I'm doin thirty days in the hole cause I dissed 'em
That's how it is, gettin lost in the system

[MC Eiht]
"Westside rulin all world cause I dump"

[Ice Cube]
Hey homey, you know the way out this motherf**ker?
I'm lost G
Ay, how you.. ay, where are we goin?

Here I go, on a f**ked up bus ride
And yo I'm takin' a trip, to a place called Wayside
It's on the back side, of Magic Mountain
And ain't no rides no games no shows and ain't no water fountain
Five, hundred acres of land
Plenty n***as, and you still your own man
I stayed down, and ran into a few of my homies
They told me, "Watch your back, kid, and go for self only"
Cause I wasn't on the, same side they was on
And like my n***a Cube said, "Once again it's on" (Yep!)
Cause sh*t erupted on the compound
A C.O. dropped a pen, I picked it up and stayed straight down
Until some devil tried to nut up, over the phone
He got stuck and it was on
Gone, to the hole again
For shankin' the devil with my motherf**kin' ink pen
Things gettin' kinda rough and disturbin'
They takin' me to court for this motherf**kin' servin'
Since I'm black and I'm supposed to be wrong
The prosecution wasn't very long
Start stackin' months on me like hotcakes
And in the morning I was headed upstate
For shankin' a fool who'll never be my brother
The simple fact the motherf**ker had the wrong skin color
Yo, I told the judge, don't even try it
He gave me a year for startin' a riot
I told this old-a** fool, "Suck my d**k!
Givin' me a year for this sh*t!" Yo
He added on another year, cause I dissed him
Now here I go gettin' lost in the system
[Ice Cube]
Yo man I'm just tryin' to get up out this motherf**ker, man
I'm lost aight?
Which way-- How you get back to South Central, G?

I went from Chino West, Chino East, Folsom
Soledad, even Tahachapi T-R-C
San Quentin, and even Cochran
Lost in the system, and I couldn't stop them
Them motherf**kers kept tryin' to lose me
And some {fag}​​​ kept tryin' to choose me
Stuffed the {​​​fag}​​​ and send him on his way kid
You know why? Cause I don't play that f**kin' gay sh*t
The final pen I was in, was called Blythe
And that's where I damn near lost my life
By some crazy devil with eyes full of hate
The motherf**ker got mad cause I had a release date
Yo, this sh*t is crazy, it can happen to anyone
Didn't pay a ticket, look how much time I done
But it's alright cause I'm back on the streets
Layin' down fly rhymes to these funky drum beats
And yeah, the day I got out, man I was wishin'
But I'm back on the streets, still lost in the system

I can do that sh*t over, no?
Cause I, I was supposed to say
Hey sh*t, yo I can freak that sh*t yo