In jail, without the bail, in jail



[Chorus over Intro Speaking]

You know what I'm saying, you got these wack emcees out here, you

know what I'm saying, they do three days in the county, you know what

I'm saying, and come home and write a rhyme about doin' bids, you know

what I'm saying, shankin', shankin' people, doin' time, they don't know

nothing 'bout time. Man, I got people locked down, you know what I'm saying



[One Man Army]

Yo its handcuffed, in the back of the bus, forty of us

The road it was rough, plus nobody I could trust (trust)

Headed upstate, no chance for escape

Barbed wire and guards and the gun tower secured the gate

My uncle's fate, was life without parole

Thank God I was blessed with an out date

I can't wait, but I got to

You probably wouldn't have did what I did to catch a bid, but I'm not you

I got a crew still on the street, they don't write me letters

No time to visit a brotha, or bother to send me cheddar

Never did I sweat it, I know they got a life to live

My man J, had a wife and kids

And these are the consequences, my actions committed

Some cats that I used to visit, now I live with

Along with swillas, killas, drug dealas, some rich brothas

Crackheads, con artists, child molesters, dick suckers

All types of individuals

Sorta like a melting pot for criminals.

The system is designed to stock the plentiful

This old cat from the hood

Told me, "Out of every bad situation comes some good"

Its understood

Prison ain't good for my health

Lookin' in the mirror, introducing me to myself

I studied my thoughts, my ways, the routes I took

Yo, I read daily, it ain't all about the books

Its all about the le