thugs in the prisonyard, bench-pressin 200 pounds and up Feelin like you down on your luck Raise up, I feel your pain, hit the law library Appeal the game, all
push me I set 'em on wheels, all you get is midget pussy Cookies with you pop snatched I pop back Radio hijack get it all before I die rap My contacts
rapping's like the mugging I rough up then tough up, I leave your shit left for supper Hush up your busted, you can't be trusted Give me a break out there