Mobb Deep - Locked In Spofford Lyrics
They got me locked in spofford, the lil juvenile criminalTwo kids approach to put blades to my throatThey like my coat and ask me what Im gonna do for thatGive it up? huh, you dont believe thatSo I threw on my hood, pulled out the bangerSwung it at the kids, that put me in dangerThey put away them blades and said,Why it gotta be like that?Cause you get a little ox, and dont know how to actYeah, now I got props, and Im runnin shitAnd when it comes to phone time, you dont get none of itSo sit back and just chillBefore you make a lil nigga have to get, illOnly got a month left, so I gotta be on my bestBut yet and still herb niggaz wanna put me to the testSo I wild, with a blade and a kool-aid smileLet the juvenile catch wreck for a secDamn, I wish I could put my hands on aNice-ass tec, and blow a nigga to babylonBut if you dont, got a knuckle game thats a damn shameNigga ? for, they got you washin drawersBut I refuse, cause I got nuttin to loseProps I gotta earn, plus I gotta pay my duesSo in the meantime, I got a ox in my pocketThey got me locked in spoffordLocked down, they got me locked downDamn, they got me locked downLocked down, they got me locked downDamn, they got me locked downTo spofford, and jvs worse than rikersAdolescents that ball hardcoreWith the criminal minded juvenilesThe real lil niggaz step out of the pilesAnd Im not takin no shorts while Im up hereSpit em up, gem stars, but aint no scars hereProtective custodys got minesNo type of help, Im in here for selfAnd so I got locked up on a one to twoOn the bus, catchin beef with mad crewsRun my shoes, ***** that, Im goin out kidBut not too buckwild, cause I gotta finish my bidFour times, for my peoples up from the bridgeHere, it takes a lot of heart to liveBehind bars, child correctionTrapped in the buckwild ? east sectionThey got me smokin the death sticksNiggaz got me fightin for my life, cause shit is realShorty kill a man got locked downYou want a buck sixty, you betta betta back downOn the streets a hood, but in hereYoure up to no damn good, nigga I wish you wouldTry to take mines, and try to shank minesShorty corrupt, theres no stoppin meEven in jail, I tear shit upAnd when I get out, its gonna get worseThe devil in the fleshIm puttin hammers on a hearseSo while Im in here, dont forget my nameAint shit changed, Im still the mother*****in sameI couldnt ***** up when I got hereCell wreck, I got shit locked hereOne more month Im goin uptownTo the big pen, and ima still winCause jail is my life, and I like it hereAint no rules, you can do what you like in hereJailhouse blues, I miss the ghettoC.o.s think theyre five-ohs with no heatSo what am I to do when they stepPut em in check, and throw hands with a redneckAnd now I got a little crew to watch my backLunchtime comes huh, you aint gettin none of thatCause I got shit sewn up real tightNot one bit of fright, while Im locked in spoffordLocked down, they got me locked downDamn, they got me locked downLocked down, they got me locked downDamn, they got me locked downLocked down, they got me locked downDamn, they got me locked downLocked down, they got me locked downDamn, they got me locked down
