Priority Records - Jail House Rap lyrics

In Jail In jail Unh-unh... Unh-unh... In jail, in jail, without no bail In jail, we're in jail because we failed In jail, in jail, without no bail In jail, we're in jail because we failed Now there was just one day That I will never forget I got jailed for something that I'll always regret It was twelve o'clock, midnight And I wanted a snack So I headed downstairs Thought the fridge was packed But when I opened the door What did I see? The back of the fridge staring right at me I thought to myself I could almost die Then an immage appeared A pizza pie So I put on Adidas Headed out the door As I pictured myself Eating more and more But the store was closed I busted into a rage So I went to the crib And got my twelve-gauge Ran back to the shop Busted won the door And all I saw Was pizza galore So I stuffed my face I couldn't even walk I couldn't laugh, smile Shake, giggle, wiggle, or talk So I fell asleep with my face in my plate And the next thing you know I was headed upstate In jail, in jail, without no bail In jail, we're in jail because we failed In jail, in jail, without no bail In jail, we're in jail because we failed Well, Kool Rock is my name Last part is "ski" And I have the worst Case of my M.C But listen to the story Cause it's kind of strange When I had this sort of hunger pain Walking down the strreet With the ba** of my box With my stomach growling Like a hungry fox When I saw this scene Or was it a dream? A big restaurant sign Called Burger King So I went inside Started stuffing my face Didn't even think About the things I ate But when the bill came up Boy, was I shocked I said, "I don't pay for nothing I'm the King of the Slops!" In jail, in jail, without no bail In jail, we're in jail because we failed In jail, in jail, without no bail In jail, we're in jail because we failed But when our time is through We'll rock you and you We turn parties out Make you scream and shout We're not demanding Or very outstanding We got something unique And in the middle he's standing On the microphone He rocks and shocks Homeboys and girls It's the Human Beat Box Break Now I'm sitting here alone Looking at the wall Just thinking about How I took the fall I thought I was cool I thought I was slick And now Im writing Letters of being homesick I lost my freedom When I heard the door slammer And now I'm breaking rocks With a big, heavy hammer I used to drive the streets With my big car And now I look and all I see are bars I jail Everyone's the same You only survive If you play the game You don't have guns And now you remember You're your momma's son You made her cry And stay up all night Coming home high Just leaving a fight You always made her feel That you were better But now you're a little boy Just waiting for a letter