Lockdown

The air is thick all across the yard
Shit about to jump off, you can't front being hard
Bitch asses running back and forth carrying messages
Not enough to go around so the stage has been set

Nobody is on the court, bitches scared to lift weights
When this shit jumps off you don't want to be under any weights
All the old heads, they can see crews are forming
They stay close to the fence, it'll soon be storming

"What the fuck you looking at bitch", can be heard everywhere
Shanks are close at hands to compliment the glares
This motherfucking prison has become a kettle
And there's gonna be bodies in the yard when this shit is settled

My boy Big Rob goes hard, walked across the yard
Spit in a motherfucker's face took a five pound weight and went retard
Their bitch ass crew couldn't fucking stand it
Pulled out their shanks with intent to do damage

That was it, the fire was lit
Gladiators report if you've already enlist
Fucking stabbing, slashing, and hacking
In the heat of battle, there's no pain when attacking

Whatever the fuck happens don't you dare fall
If your ass hit the ground it's a free for all
CO's running out trying to break shit up
Before they know it two were already stuck

CO's and their crew on a steady retreat
The motherfucker in the tower firing a steady repeat
Bitches spread out all across the yard
But slashed and stabbed, I'm still stuck on retard

This shit isn't over until I get what I need
I need a couple fucking eight balls and a pound of weed
Better yet we'll just control the flow
We want the weed, the shine, and the motherfucking snow

Keep that boy pussy, pimp those hoes out
Show those cowards what prison is all about
For my part ninety days solitaire
They can lock me down, but you'd best beware

In ninety days motherfucker I'm coming for my share
And if you don't have my shit, your ass is gonna tear
You'll find out that the last episode wasn't shit
This is our prison and we run this bitch