Ice Cube - Penitentiary Lyrics
Attention all nigga rows and nigga hoesWeve decided to rob this mother*****er the legal wayNobs injecting ourselves to become property on the stockIn the penal system. in the justice systemPenitentiary, I hear you calling me (x4)[verse 1]As the world turns, it burns while its spinningComing to a *****ed-up endingI cant wait till the day everything in the hood is straightAnd I can hit the purty gatesUntil then, the pen is unfairSlave ships in the middle of nowhere (ma)I lets my goddamn hair grow (ma)Bellin in court, lookin like a scarecrowOn capital hill, they them passed a billComing at me with a *****ed-up deal (nah)The judge gave me a lBut yall cant tellI wait and cry in my cellConvicted negro, superheroSpeaker at our houseTakin lyrics in my mouth*****es in the south showin ass (mm)Mix a lot, got hoes puttin titties on the glassWe blast in the west for exampleAnd rap about this shit over funkadelic samplesYo babies see me kill a fool on tv (wilson!)And straight call me a g[chorus]Penitentiary, I hear you calling mePenitentiary, I hear you calling meThinkin of illegal ways to get paidBut it aint shit, got to be legit[bridge]South-central l.a.You can buy your game from the c.i.a., hey-heyAnd south-central l.a.You can buy your game from the c.i.a. baby[verse 2]When the evil outweighs the goodAnd you only give a ***** about rucksThe earth will self-destruct (*****)***** the ozone layer, ***** Im a playa (*****)Plus we got a black mayorI get sex when I shows flex (booom!)Porbey rolex (booom!)Which hoe is next? (booom!)Would you like a piece of me? not a mateCalling you a hoe cos Im *****ing on the first day (uh)My world is a one-mile radiusI swear every other hood is the shadiest (uh)Could the crips and bloods be all rottenWhen the trilateral commission is plottin?What you gonna do when the earth erupts?Some niggaz gettin nuts outa carafel cups (punk)Fool you on masters woeBut wont even think about, sucking bob doe (punk)***** from the senateHow can you relate to a project tennant?Mother***** you and not the courtman, no correctionsTryina get a section of this west-side connection(chorus) (x2)(bridge)Just because you gotta stayYou aint gotta rot awayWe gon come and get you one day(repeat until fade)
