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In jail, without the bail, in jail [Chorus over Intro Speaking] You know what I'm saying, you got these wack emcees out here, you know what I'm saying, they do three days in the county, you know what I'm saying, and come home and write a rhyme about doin' bids, you know what I'm saying, shankin', shankin' people, doin' time, they don't know nothing 'bout time. Man, I got people locked down, you know what I'm saying [One Man Army] Yo its handcuffed, in the back of the bus, forty of us The road it was rough, plus nobody I could trust (trust) Headed upstate, no chance for escape Barbed wire and guards and the gun tower secured the gate My uncle's fate, was life without parole Thank God I was blessed with an out date I can't wait, but I got to You probably wouldn't have did what I did to catch a bid, but I'm not you I got a crew still on the street, they don't write me letters No time to visit a brotha, or bother to send me cheddar Never did I sweat it, I know they got a life to live My man J, had a wife and kids And these are the consequences, my actions committed Some cats that I used to visit, now I live with Along with swillas, killas, drug dealas, some rich brothas Crackheads, con artists, child molesters, dick suckers All types of individuals Sorta like a melting pot for criminals. The system is designed to stock the plentiful This old cat from the hood Told me, 'Out of every bad situation comes some good' Its understood Prison ain't good for my health Lookin' in the mirror, introducing me to myself I studied my thoughts, my ways, the routes I took Yo, I read daily, it ain't all about the books Its all about the le