Locked in Spofford

They got me locked in

Spofford, the li'l juvenile criminal

Two kids approach to put blades to my throat

They like my coat and ask me what

I'm gonna do for that

Give it up?

Huh, you don't believe that

So I threw on my hood, pulled out the banger

Swung it at the kids, that put me in danger

They put away them blades and said"Why it gotta be like that?"'

Cause you get a little ox, and don't know how to act

Yeah, now

I got props and

I'm runnin' shit

And when it comes to phone time, you don't get none of it

So sit back and just chill

Before you make a li'l nigga have to get ill

Only got a month left, so

I gotta be on my best

But yet and still herb niggaz wanna put me to the test

So I wild, with a blade and a

Kool-Aid smile

Let the juvenile catch wreck for a sec

Damn, I wish

I could put my hands on a nice ass tec

And blow a nigga to

BabylonBut if you don't, got a knuckle game, that's a damn shame

Nigga [unverified] for, they got you washin' drawers

But I refuse, 'cause

I got nuttin' to lose

Props I gotta earn, plus

I gotta pay my dues

So in the meantime,

I got a ox in my pocket

They got me locked in

SpoffordLocked down, they got me locked down

Damn, they got me locked down

Locked down, they got me locked down

Damn, they got me locked down

To Spofford, and

JV's worse than

RikersAdolescents that ball hardcore

With the criminal minded juveniles

The real li'l niggaz step out of the piles

And I'm not takin' no shorts while

I'm up here

Spit 'em up, gem stars, but ain't no scars here

Protective custody's got mines

No type of help,

I'm in here for self

And so I got locked up on a one to two

On the bus, catchin' beef with mad crews

Run my shoes, fuck that,

I'm goin' out kid

But not too buckwild 'cause

I gotta finish my bid

Four times, for my peoples up from the bridge

Here, it takes a lot of heart to live

Behind bars, child correction

Trapped in the buckwild [unverified] east section

They got me smokin' the death sticks

Niggaz got me fightin' for my life 'cause shit is real

Shorty kill a man got locked down

You want a buck sixty, you betta betta back down

On the streets a hood but in here

You're up to no damn good, nigga

I wish you would

Try to take mines and try to shank mines

Shorty corrupt, there's no stoppin' me

Even in jail,

I tear shit up

And when I get out, it's gonna get worse

The devil in the flesh

I'm puttin' hammers on a hearse

So while I'm in here, don't forget my name

Ain't shit changed,

I'm still the motherfuckin' same

I couldn't bitch up when

I got here

Cell wreck,

I got shit locked here

One more month

I'm goin'

UptownTo the big pen and

I'ma still win'

Cause jail is my life and

I like it here

Ain't no rules, you can do what you like in here

Jailhouse blues,

I miss the ghetto

C.O.'s think they're five-oh's with no heat

So what am

I to do when they step?

Put 'em in check and throw hands with a redneck

And now I got a little crew to watch my back

Lunchtime comes huh, you ain't gettin' none of that'

Cause I got shit sewn up real tight

Not one bit of fright while

I'm locked in

SpoffordLocked down, they got me locked down

Damn, they got me locked down

Locked down, they got me locked down

Damn, they got me locked down

Locked down, they got me locked down

Damn, they got me locked down

Locked down, they got me locked down

Damn, they got me locked down