X-Raided - The Hole lyrics

Stepped of the bus handcuff and shackles Hella tight on my ankles cuz the cops an a**hole Left Tracy headed to new Folsom "Penatent" 82 point strong but left with 4 to the millenium Can't have f** visits no more Southerners is still trippin so we still at war I heard n***as wanna see me dead I heard they waitin on me With bonecrushers hatin on me And I'm on my only The Northern Cali Crip carved your shadow Seems like I'm on my own when it's time to battle n***as out to tell the cops everything they know It ain't the way it used to be homie that's for sure My n***a Ernest Powell told me how it used to be Nowadays snitches run the penitentiary Real n***as got it bad if they ache to beef Can't get a job so you be stuck in the cell watchin T.V I hit the yard wit a mean mug I ain't the biggest n***a but I gives mean f** You talk sh** to my loc cuz you on swole Bring your knife to the yard n***a We goin to the hole Hook: You better bring your knife to the yard Cuz you be mean muggin n***as like you hella hard Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard I gives a f** if you swole We goin to the hole Now I'm in the hole I think I'm goin crazy Paranoid thinkin everybody tryin to play me Fade me Feelin like I'm stuck in a maze Cuz I ain't seen the sun in 66 days Hairs in braids stickin up like Coolio No deodorant No toothpaste cuz you a ho Put me in the cross so I had to blast ya You probably gonna snitch on me I wouldn't put it past ya n***as would rather snitch than retaliate Ain't given a f** about the SHU Cuz I ain't got no date And were they wrong I wish I was awol Instead of sittin in the cell starin at a f**in wall If you ever done time you know just what I'm feelin Layin on your bunk countin the cracks in the ceilin Thinkin bout all the sh** you did in the past When I get out the hole I'm get your snitchin a** mothaf**a Hook x2 n***as say what they gonna do when they see me But when they see me but when they be askin for autographs That's on the GB In the pen steady thuggin Like flesh & bone Pull out a Kisu Hit 'em in the neck then I'm gone In the pen you meet all sorts of kind a n***as With different attitudes, everybody think they bigga Then the next man But this savage can't be goin out like the average So back up off the X man Bustin down with the machine It's Africans and Northerners and cops packin mini 14s Can't stop, won't stop the emotion Gotta stand strong it be on in new Folsom Step out the cell peep the yard feel the tension sh** be goin on that a n***a can't mention Keep my back against the wall Watchin the drama as it unfolds It's riot time We goin to the hole Hook: You better bring your knife to the yard Cuz you be mean muggin n***as like you hella hard Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard Cuz the Northern Cali Car be pullin ho cards You better bring your knife to the yard Cuz you be mean muggin n***as like you hella hard Now you gotta bring your knife to the yard I gives a f** if you swoll We goin to the hole...n***a