Behind Bars (Dum Ditty Dum Mix W/ Warren G)

In the slammer kid but I'm innocent

Lord played witty wasn't having any pity

Now in Razor Blade City

Cries oppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes

Drives a Rolls, hey, yo, money, what size are those?

Need to phone, "Me too" another sprang up, hmm, to gang up

On this kid, housing the phone like he didn't know how to hang up

Would be hard to opt a minute or so and then yells time on a

And when you get your commissary, buy this and that or else I'm gonna

Be on that ass and won't stay off, extort, fig I say, way off

Beaten to death, you ain't protecting me, forgot today's my day off

Hold my head and drift the Sumo weight in knots and cars

Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars, behind bars

Behind bars

Showing off cuz on the phone, click, losing all the hoes off

Niggas housed the watch and Donna took all of the clothes off

Nigga hell with drawers that's what my clothes figured telling

Every night it seem like mice be in and out a nigga cell and

Still ain't home, like on the hook, seen a bunch of kids look

Miss outdoors, never know what you have until it's tooken

And in fact, the moment you fear, all of that, you quote snaps

Well in a cell, did the exercises and wrote raps

I be a bigger star than you, no never heard of the nigga

Takes my raps and read aloud, I wanted to murder the nigga

Just kidding, no offend to it, finally he ended it

Case dismissed, but your honor, DA kindly prevented it

He told to the judge, don't free him, this brother trigger wars

And not just that because I refuse to wash some jive nigga drawers

So hold the head, drift the Sumo weight in knots and cars

Instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars

Behind bars

What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared

By couldn't squeal, I's like officer that nigga right there

Now if he ain't get me his friends will, needed a utensil

It turned out, I had to stab him in the eye wit a pencil

State of shock, he made a yell, I said, now what you want traitor

C.O. puts me in the bin, I see ya about a month later

Back in population, didn't matter that his friends tensed

The phone prints, the years added to the sentence

Still chilling and all of that and I escape

When I don't think so, don't hit the stove cause they made a rape attempt

Thank goodness, failed, call out next, he wail out

Here go the C.O., "Ricky Walters, pack up, you're bailed out"

The C.O. couldn't see the rape, the kid'll snitch mass figure

Fast trigger, you'll be back, you little bitch ass nigga

Au revoir, back to dating sluts and stars

At least for now, no more accumulating cuts and scars

Behind bars