Oz Theme

For All My People Who Got Somebody Locked Down Right Now

Ya Fuck It! This Is For Everybody Locked Down Right Now

Fuck It... Help Me Out, Lord Jamar, Talib Kweli, Kool G. Rap

From the Street Blocks to C-blocks, Sleep in a Box

Creep With Anox, Got Beef in the Shop, Got Beef With the Cops

Sharp Blade Keep in the Crotch

Prision Guards Deep On the Watch

Fifth Stare People'll Drop

If It Ease Not Then We Peeping It Pops

Even Through They Not Speaking a Lot

The Plot Ease Drop, Greasing a Cop

Come to Shove Meat in Your Chops, Flee the Spot, Sheets in Aknot

Get Tiede From Your Feet to the Top

You Caught in the Hall

Make Blood Skeet With a Mop

If You Doing Shift in the Kitchen Blood'll Leak in the Pot

Just a Long Game of Sheep and the Fox

Phone Time, Beef For Your Slot

The Shit'll Make You Weeping Your Coat

Mayors Get Messy Y'dl Nigga Get Shanked Up in the Chest He Fall

Pressed Against the Wall, Got the Best of Y'all

Stitch From Neck to Balls

Skin Cut Flesh and All, Stretched Out Unless You Balled

Nothing Sexy At All

The Life Destiy Wall, Hope the Lord Bless When He Call

Stand Like a Man Or Be a Debbie in a Core

Heavier They Come Heavier From Nigga to Whore

Be a Predator, a Dead in the Morgue, a Spread in the Log

In the Prision, Industrial Complex

You Got Taxes, Politics, Job, Death

Gross Stun It, Cold Blooded, Dark and Heartless

From the Pyramids Down to the Projects

What do It Take, Vandal Try to Scape

I Got a Home Made Shank, Wrap the Handle With Tape

Better Move Quick Fast, I Got a Trick For Your Ass

Nigga in My Clique Stick Dick to Your Ass

So We Don't Give a Fuck Trying to Make Time Past

Here Eat It Up Feed a Nigga Fine Glass

Got Jail House Wine in the Stash

Every Time the Café Serves Wine You I Tell I Pass

Do Like Beecher Did to Schillinger and Shit On Your Ass

You the Feature When I'm Kiling Ya Hit On Your Ass

Supreme Allah Said We Got Time to Kill

So When It's Time to Kill We Got Time to Kill

In the Yard With the Guards When It's Time to Build

And Time Is Hard Got to Use My Wills

See Shit Has Changed Ever Since They Killed Adebisi

You Never Know Niggas Might Try Grease Me

Welcome to the Prision

Industrial Complex

You Got Taxes, Politics, Job, Death

Gross Stun It, Cold Blooded, Dark and Heartless

From the Pyramids Down to the Projects

The Image the Project Is Still God

Time to Reflect But the Reflection Is Hard

Like Sticking Mirrors Out Between the Bars, Seeing the Guards

Seen Like Everybody Innocent Regardless of the Charge

You Face Death Rape Threats and Place Bets On Who Getting Lacednext

Forver Faceless Never Waste Breathe

Blowing Out the Candles That the Wind Already Snuffed Out

They Locked Up Your Body and Your Mind Could Bust Out

Police Don't Sweep to Get the Dust Out, They Want Your Name Inthe System

My Need to Mention the Death Penalty As Legal Lynching

People Listen, They Got Teenagers Up in the Line Up

To Fill the New Facility They Built They Need the Crime Up

Please, the War On Drug Is Really War On the Youth, War On Thepeople, War On the Truth

The Vioent Crimes Rise

The Silence Dies As Sirens Cry Through the Night

People Fight For What's Left and Not What's Right

In the Prision

Industrial Complex

You Got Taxes, Politics, Job, Death

Gross Stun It, Cold Blooded, Dark and Heartless

From the Pyramids Down to the Projects

Word Is Bond

(Darkness... For 3 Days Straigh Only Darkness

Think About It.

Sitting in House For 3 Days. no Lights, no Tvs, Nothing But Thefleshlight That Keep the Blackout)