Death Of The Studio (100 Bars)
Baldacci
4:58Yeah bbrrrrrraaacchhii efxfort Take a trip down memory lane I walk the cell blocks Push-ups on the yard watch the guards while the cells lock It's count time play some chess with my cell mate Coffee in my mug cannot budge it's a stalemate Knife's sharp cause there's some tension in the building The riot sharks on the roof about to kill em Up in the hole we get that mando workout The razorblades cutting if the plan don't workout Free all my homies me la rayo my g's up My name on the gallo bunk rolled and feets up It's chow time eat my bread and my cereal Sitting in my boxers take a look at the visuals We wait on mail get the flicks and write a letter back Tell my bitch to tell my homies damn where my cheddar at Nobody loves you when you out of sight you out of mind Fuck it boy you did the crime now you bout to do the time You know if you ain't never sat up in them cells on a lockdown You ain't never sharpen a knife during count time If you ain't ever walked to chow with your state issued identification card in your pocket If you ain't ever ate a spread with your enemies Ate a spread with your homies Checked paperwork and ducked phonies This shit right here just ain't for you I'm talking struggle penitentiary mindstate Blind date my mind slate The crime rate the dying 8 Is fine wait define great That's me that's all me This shit here just ain't for you it ain't for you man Brrraaa Walk to the chow hall early in the morning Shank up in my pocket drinking coffee no yawning I'm on the mainline hanging with some gang bangers Chillin with some outlaws quick to leave your brains hanging I made it home in one piece and I'm proud of it Some walk in but they never walk out of it Fought the system now I'm counting my blessings I'm in the free world screaming out life is a lesson Ain't nothing changed I'm just thinking like a grown up I'm still the same but I guess I've just grown up Now everybody take a look at the new face The city of LA now the flavor just a new taste It's Baldacci this the efxfort point period Solid like a rock we don't ever point period Wise words uncut from the belly homie Belly of the beast bout to feast if you telling on me RAwrrrrrr I'll tell you man If you ain't never done burpees in a cage in your boxer shorts If you ain't never waited for mail call If you ain't never had to take birdbath If you ain't never waited for a visit that never came If you ain't never had a block on your telephone If you ain't never worked out on the weight pile South siders blacks and the woodpile This shit right here just ain't for you man It really ain't Shout out to my boy Misfit Soto for this hard ass beat Jimmy Casillas let's get it Bbbrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaa Cause it's the mother fuckin efxfort Frank Gnitty Gritty style