South Park - Penitentiary Flow (Chopped & Screwed) lyrics

Here we go. Say this is freestyle Flow from the Penitentiary SP on lock from the greed & jealousy I'm a pay back soon, mama don't cry Stay strong no matter what, even If I Die I hold it down & still got more trees than Christmas I'm a try to freestyle for about 93 minutes In the days As A Youngsta at the Quick Snap It was me, Pity Pat & his younger brother Black Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie, Mushey Lil' Anthony, Craig & my n***a Abrae Berry stealin' cars & Raymond started smokin' 5 O's raided houses like they playin' for Oakland Jump out boys tryin' to catch Mr. Coy Cause I got more bricks in the wall than Pink Floyd We looked up to drug dealers, growin' up fast I lost an ounce down the sink 'cause I use the wrong gla** f** pickle jars & mayonnaise too I bought a pyrex at the U of H school I acted like a student, they tried to make me prove it. Mexican's in college. Son are you stupid? Stupid is what stupid does, then they all just looked at us Finally they sold them to me, I went home & cooked it up Rockafella a cappella I could just go on forever Make you sound softer than a muthaf**in' golfer sweater Spray that bam on my leather Like girls spray perfume on a letter SPM hard as ever, come on y'all all together Cali back to Harlingen, there's no need for arguin' I'm the hardest on this mic, man they know what is happenin'. Uh man.