Lyrics:

[J-Dee]

Woke up, Friday morning feelin damn good

Took a shower, got dressed, and rolled out to the neighborhood

Had no idea what I was in for

so I pulled over, I bought a 40 at the liquor store

Popped the top, commenced to start drinkin

and all of a sudden, I start thinkin

'Damn J-Dee, why did you roll down Florence?'

I forgot, I had two warrants (Damn!)

Yeah, but like a fool I kept drivin

until I ran a red light, and heard a motherfuckin siren

One time pulled my black ass over

Put my hands behind my back and it was over

I was arrested, because a warrant I wouldn't pay

Headed for the county jail, downtown L.A.

I got processed, put on my county blues

And now I'm smokin a hump, watchin the news in the dayroom

A fool jumped up and said, 'What set you from?'

I didn't say SHIT, I just BOMBED

I beat his ass right down into the concrete

turned around and saw the doom squad's feet

Yeah, the motherfuckin deputies

tryin to do the same thing that they did to Rodney King

I stayed strong and kept my self-control

that's why my black ass got tossed in the hole

I'm doin thirty days in the hole cause I dissed 'em

That's how it is, gettin lost in the system



[Ice Cube]

Hey homey, you know the way out this motherfucker?

I'm lost G

Ay, how you.. ay, where are we goin?



[J-Dee]

Here I go, on a fucked up bus ride

and yo I'm takin a trip, to a place called Wayside

It's on the back side, of Magic Mountain

and ain't no rides no games no shows and ain't no water fountain

Five, hundred acres of land

Plenty niggaz, and you still your own man

I stayed down, and ran into a few of my homies

They told me, 'Watch your back kid and go for self only'

cause I wasn't on the, same side they was on

And like my nigga Cube said, 'Once again it's on' (Yep!)

cause shit erupted on the compound

A C.O. dropped a pen, I picked it up and stayed straight down

until some devil tried to nut up, over the phone

He got stuck and it was on

Gone, to the hole again

for shankin the devil with my motherfuckin ink pen

Things gettin kinda rough and disturbin

They takin me to court for this motherfuckin servin

Since I'm black and I'm supposed to be wrong

the prosecution wasn't very long

Start stackin months on me like hotcakes

And in the morning I was headed upstate

for shankin a fool who'll never be my brother

The simple fact the motherfucker had the wrong skin color

Yo, I told the judge, don't even try it

He gave me a year for startin a riot

I told this old-ass fool, 'Suck my dick!

Givin me a year for this shit!'Yo,

he added on another year, cause I dissed him

Now here I go gettin lost in the system



[Ice Cube]

Yo man I'm just tryin to get up out this motherfucker man

I'm lost aight?

Which way, how you get back to South Central G?



[J-Dee]

I went from Chino West, Chino East, Folsum

Soledad, even Tahatcha(?) P-C-R-C

San Quentin, and even Cochran

Lost in the system, and I couldn't stop them

Them motherfuckers kept tryin to lose me

and some {faggot kept tryin to choose me

Stuffed the {faggot and send them on his way kid

You know why?Cause I don't play that fuckin gay shit

The final pen I was in, was called Blythe

And that's where I damn near lost my life

by some crazy devil with eyes full of hate

The motherfucker got mad cause I had a release date

Yo, this shit is crazy, it can happen to anyway

Didn't pay a ticket, look how much time I done

but it's alright cause I'm back on the streets

Layin down fly rhymes to these funky drum beats

And yeah, the day I got out, man I was wishin

but I'm back on the streets, still lost in the system



I can do that shit over, no?

Cause I, I was 'sposed to say

Hey shit, yo I can freak that shit yo

{*cell door closes*