Lock Down (Basement Cuts) - Icp



spittin and cussin and you know i'm pissed

with them iron bracelets on my fuckin wrists

and i'm headed for the county

with doghnut eatin futha fuckas all around me

dressed in my original county blue

from my fresh due rag and the rubber shoes

six months in a cement bedroom

make friends fast make them fuckin soon

5 months left i dont even smoke

cigaretts are like money so i guess i'm broke

drop 2 months i'm down to 4

with the homies playin spades on the dirty ass floor

chillin by my home boy bruno

hanging out at the rec and we was playin uno

and this crack heads gonna try and take my seat

so i whipped his ass and i cought another week

now i'm starin at a plastic bowl

cuz the next 5 days i'm in the hole

1 month left and i'm growin kinda

and there's stubbles on my god dam chin

3days good time,i guess i lucked out

my time is done,let me the fuck out

no more talkin my cock down

i'll go fuck me a bitch

cuz i'm outta this lock down (echos off)



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