Behind the Wall - DMG

Caught up in some ho shit, uh, now what am I to do

I’m facin' twenty years in here so mothafuck you

I can’t carry my nine so I gotta tote a shank

I ain’t got a big rep so who in the fucks to thank?

I guess I’m on my own behind the fallen stone

Kickin' the penitentiary blues, yeah, for those who don’t know

I got kids and I’m stuck so what the fuck that mean?

I’m in jail facin' twenty behind a dopefiend

Damn they got a nigga caught up

I’m thinkin' crooked thoughts bout to do anything to start up

When I was young I was suicidal, but now strictly homicidal and shit

But fuckin' with this wall ain’t about shit

'Cause all I think about is goin' home

I wanna sleep in my own bed and talk on my own phone

Scarface told me to get 'em, Big Mike from the mothafuckin' vics told me to get

with 'em

So I shot and I shot and I shot

The next thing I know is I’m in jail with my cell locked

Now what the fuck could’ve happened to me?

All I know is I was gunnin' but in the morning in a cell G

And now the warden wanna switch cells

They got a nigga thinkin' am I ever gonna make bail?

'Cause they don’t wanna let me go free, fuck that

It’s time to get my niggas out the clique G

Big Chief’s got my back

Little J’s with the mothafuckin' gauge in a napsack

My niggas down to do it all yeah

'Cause I’d be fucked if I spend another night uh

Behind the wall