Lyrics:

Yeah
For those that's locked in Comstock
My peoples sittin' in San Quentin and Clinton
Rikers Island
Rikers Island
Cracker's Island

(Verse 1: az)
I wake up to them rappin' tunes every afternoon
I be home soon, I see the board some time after June
Met a couple of convicts that's way beyond sick
It seem they dig my style 'cause I be on some don shit
Laid back, I ran into some brothers from way back
Those I dug we hugged, besides that, black, I don't say jack
I stay in tune with the sun, stars and moon
Cause behind bars you're doomed if your mind can't consume
Plus spiritual pain can bring forth physical reign
And without knowledge of self how else can a criminal change?
And bein locked up just ain't the life for me
Shit is way too trife for me
'You're comin' home soon' sounds so nice to me
Plus you can bet I'm bouncin' out with mad props
And if I get chopped or not, baby pop
My world don't stop

(Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop, stop, stop...
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop, stop..)

(Verse 2: az)
And in here it makes all end up the same from blowin' backs out
5 to 15, seein the bean until they max out
Misbehavin, actin' uncivlized like cavemen
I witnessed brave men that gave in
Sodomized and turned to gay men
Nobody's playin' drama, prisoners be posted preyin
On some low shit layin
Sleep, get your whole shit banged in
Hangin', plus who's to warn you
Out of the hell these inmates gone through
From three halves of a four group doubt if anyone is normal
And over all it's hard to call who would try to play you
My kid from my tomb's caught a carved spoon through his navel
Nothin' can save you, even C.O.'s'll try to grave you
It's painful to even know those who most faithful'll betray you
I lay low-key, 'cause I ain't Hercules
Tryin' to get out early on work release
Prayin' the system work with me
'Cause I ain't tryin' to see three hots and a cot till I rot
That ain't my plot, baby pop
My world don't stop

(Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop, stop, stop...
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop
Your world don't stop, stop..)

(Verse 3: az)
So until that day I'm discharged and set free
Fuck who's gonna sex me
My mind's more based on makin' my next g
Now let's see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more movin foul
The penile possesed me with a smoother style
Blessin my mental with mathematics to map shit through graphics
Fuck it, I ain't with hustlin backwards
A wiser man with ideas and liver plans
More mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can stand
Sittin' tryin' to design these words of mine
To define what occurs when you're servin' time
Stress just blurs the mind
Behind bars scars are signs of hard times
I'm trappin myself in between these lines
But I ain't tryin' to see three hots and a cot till I rot
That ain't my plot, baby pop
My world don't stop

(*Repeated until end*)
(Your world don't stop...)

Yeah, representin
For all the fellas on lock-diggedy
From upstate to downstate

Don't stop, paw
Don't stop, paw
And on and on and on...

My man Sincere is in here
Yo Free, how it be, baby?
That's how we do it