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Rock
I use to have a homie named Rock
He got crossed in a deal and had to let the dog out
It took a few minutes to come up with a plot
A few hours later and four motherfuckers were shot
With no one left to lie to the judge, he pled self defense
This was before he realize that his trial was just a pretense
He was guilty way before a verdict came to the bench
Sentenced to the majority of his young life behind a fence
He was forced to do battle, you can tell by all the scars
But he had to earn his place out on the yard
Everything, everywhere has a hierachy
There is no sanity in this system's malarky
Battle after battle he did his bid
From other warriors on the yard he never hid
Respect was earned and shown until he made his way out
Time was served, maxed all the way out
First night home multiple parties to attend
He brought along a female CO, a motherfucking ten
Bitch had been fucking my boy since he first went in
Fucking tits and ass all tight, I hoped we'ld start sharing again
Just like old times we could switch off nights or run a fucking train
And I knew that she was down by the way she was acting and what she was saying
All on the dance floor grinding and rubbing on it hard
Ass grinding in to my dick getting it nice and hard
She excused herself and went to the bathroom
I couldn't had forseen the impending doom
Thirty minutes later Rock was like let me go and check on her, dude
I hadn't even notice she hadn't returned, I was enjoying the mood
But then over the music I heard the distinct blow of a forty-four
People were running from over by the bathroom door
I heard what could had been a three-eighty pop
A speaker crashed to the floor and the music stopped
After the witness were through talking and the investigation done
It seems Rock caught his CO doing two in a stall instead of one
No one was going to take shit from him and that a bitch better believe
Rock snatched the stall door open, while pulling out he just squeezed
That motherfucker with his dick in her mouth was the first to get shot
She was sitting in the other dude's lap so it was two rounds she caught
The last guy was furtherest back and managed to raise a three-eighty
He managed to squeeze off two rounds, before Rock made him nut in his lady
Bust twice center mass he knew that he wasn't going to last
With nothing but seconds on the clock, he raised the gun and killed his own ass
No one could ever say that they took my boy out
He preferred a forty-four against his head to a dick in the mouth
He got crossed in a deal and had to let the dog out
It took a few minutes to come up with a plot
A few hours later and four motherfuckers were shot
With no one left to lie to the judge, he pled self defense
This was before he realize that his trial was just a pretense
He was guilty way before a verdict came to the bench
Sentenced to the majority of his young life behind a fence
He was forced to do battle, you can tell by all the scars
But he had to earn his place out on the yard
Everything, everywhere has a hierachy
There is no sanity in this system's malarky
Battle after battle he did his bid
From other warriors on the yard he never hid
Respect was earned and shown until he made his way out
Time was served, maxed all the way out
First night home multiple parties to attend
He brought along a female CO, a motherfucking ten
Bitch had been fucking my boy since he first went in
Fucking tits and ass all tight, I hoped we'ld start sharing again
Just like old times we could switch off nights or run a fucking train
And I knew that she was down by the way she was acting and what she was saying
All on the dance floor grinding and rubbing on it hard
Ass grinding in to my dick getting it nice and hard
She excused herself and went to the bathroom
I couldn't had forseen the impending doom
Thirty minutes later Rock was like let me go and check on her, dude
I hadn't even notice she hadn't returned, I was enjoying the mood
But then over the music I heard the distinct blow of a forty-four
People were running from over by the bathroom door
I heard what could had been a three-eighty pop
A speaker crashed to the floor and the music stopped
After the witness were through talking and the investigation done
It seems Rock caught his CO doing two in a stall instead of one
No one was going to take shit from him and that a bitch better believe
Rock snatched the stall door open, while pulling out he just squeezed
That motherfucker with his dick in her mouth was the first to get shot
She was sitting in the other dude's lap so it was two rounds she caught
The last guy was furtherest back and managed to raise a three-eighty
He managed to squeeze off two rounds, before Rock made him nut in his lady
Bust twice center mass he knew that he wasn't going to last
With nothing but seconds on the clock, he raised the gun and killed his own ass
No one could ever say that they took my boy out
He preferred a forty-four against his head to a dick in the mouth
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