TIME SERVED
cutting through the chase...20ty Cought me a case..take you back to the place.. tried to forget couldn't erase.. back in September 26..now I remember..ready for the danger..in your place like a stranger.. young kid about the bread..walking with a pick in his head...staking out your residence..for Dead Presidents..no home invasion.. moving in silence..without violence.. dude came home early..something didn't look right..he was ready to fight...going to know who's the Boss..going to bring it to him. He already called the cops..I hid in the closet..shaking all scared... pulled there guns...said come out of there... handcuffed me...threw me in the car.. got there in 5 minutes.. the district wasn't far... asking me question..didn't have a uniform... showed me his Star.. put me in a holding cell.. couldn't make bail.. only thing to do is yell... midnight heading to the room..gave me a mattress and a motherfuking spoon.. 50 dudes to 50 bunk in one room... ain't no punk..ready for them to test me.. next day dude address me....knew the law.. they welcomed me in.. fast forward people started leaving... shipping them off to the pen..moved up in rank.. a shot caller...once again... thought dude had my back.. Try to do me in.. watch those friends..They was beefing from both side.. soul brother switched..to the other side.. dude got stabbed.. almost died.. He was ready to say his good byes... Next day saw him walking alive.. This is Gladiator school...better know the rules..or be..eaten like dog food .. do your time...or get stripped with that nine.. not a mechanic..run up on me..keep them tools.. your mama singing the blues..you on the news..my time here well spent.. brother tried to bail me out..didn't spend one cent..was charging..motherfuckers to stay..like they owe me rent.. didn't matter you Bobby Brown or Richard Dent...they cleaned house.once again..sent me to division 5.. they checked me at the door.. saw dude on the second floor..I knew the law..they welcome me in... Time Served.
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cutting through the chase...20ty Cought me a case..take you back to the place.. tried to forget couldn't erase.. back in September 26..now I remember..ready for the danger..in your place like a stranger.. young kid about the bread..walking with a pick in his head...staking out your residence..for Dead Presidents..no home invasion.. moving in silence..without violence.. dude came home early..something didn't look right..he was ready to fight...going to know who's the Boss..going to bring it to him. He already called the cops..I hid in the closet..shaking all scared... pulled there guns...said come out of there... handcuffed me...threw me in the car.. got there in 5 minutes.. the district wasn't far... asking me question..didn't have a uniform... showed me his Star.. put me in a holding cell.. couldn't make bail.. only thing to do is yell... midnight heading to the room..gave me a mattress and a motherfuking spoon.. 50 dudes to 50 bunk in one room... ain't no punk..ready for them to test me.. next day dude address me....knew the law.. they welcomed me in.. fast forward people started leaving... shipping them off to the pen..moved up in rank.. a shot caller...once again... thought dude had my back.. Try to do me in.. watch those friends..They was beefing from both side.. soul brother switched..to the other side.. dude got stabbed.. almost died.. He was ready to say his good byes... Next day saw him walking alive.. This is Gladiator school...better know the rules..or be..eaten like dog food .. do your time...or get stripped with that nine.. not a mechanic..run up on me..keep them tools.. your mama singing the blues..you on the news..my time here well spent.. brother tried to bail me out..didn't spend one cent..was charging..motherfuckers to stay..like they owe me rent.. didn't matter you Bobby Brown or Richard Dent...they cleaned house.once again..sent me to division 5.. they checked me at the door.. saw dude on the second floor..I knew the law..they welcome me in... Time Served.
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Bars: Dope π₯ Delivery: Dope π₯ Impression: Dope π₯
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