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Jail Thoughts - Rico Recklezz


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Jail Thoughts - Rico Recklezz | Song Lyrics

Nowadays pussy nigga's resort to gunplay
Whatever happened to the days where you shoot the ones?
Now they get they ass whipped, resort to guns
It's not a day goes by, I don't think about my child
I can hear her saying "Daddy!", and I'm seeing her smile
But when I look up in the mirror all I see is a frown
Damn, they ain't giving out jobs so we resorting to pounds
It's a hard knock life that we live from the start
5'8'', 150, with a chest full of heart



I never was the type to write cause I'm a beast with my thoughts
Freestyle battle, I'm used to tearing nigga's apart
But I done edged along into a new stage of life
Slick with the words, but my flow is sharp like a knife
Jail life, all I did was play cards, roll dice
Listen to stories about fights in the outside life
Judge steady fuckin' nigga's in court
Innocent spic's getting ready for deport
Hell I'd kill for a Newport short



And catch a buzz from a Tylenol short
But thank God for everyday, cause life's too short
Then I ask God, why am I in this position?
Maybe it's the test of time to make a new transition
Now no dope boy pitchin', just a radio
Just a TV to watch, no pussy, no tits, no wood in the crotch
Like Jay said, I guess it's cat for a child
No more rainy days, cause them kids is holdin' it down
I think about the outside and I'm ready to amp
I gotta send this letter off, all I need is a stamp
Yeah, all I need is a stamp



[Outro]

From here on nothing goes down unless I'm involved
No blackjack, no dope deals, no nothin'
Nowadays pussy nigga's resort to gunplay
Whatever happened to the days where you shoot the ones?
Now they get they ass whipped, resort to guns
It's not a day goes by, I don't think about my child
I can hear her saying "Daddy!", and I'm seeing her smile
But when I look up in the mirror all I see is a frown
Damn, they ain't giving out jobs so we resorting to pounds
It's a hard knock life that we live from the start
5'8'', 150, with a chest full of heart
I never was the type to write cause I'm a beast with my thoughts
Freestyle battle, I'm used to tearing nigga's apart
But I done edged along into a new stage of life
Slick with the words, but my flow is sharp like a knife
Jail life, all I did was play cards, roll dice



Listen to stories about fights in the outside life
Judge steady fuckin' nigga's in court
Innocent spic's getting ready for deport
Hell I'd kill for a Newport short
And catch a buzz from a Tylenol short
But thank God for everyday, cause life's too short
Then I ask God, why am I in this position?
Maybe it's the test of time to make a new transition
Now no dope boy pitchin', just a radio
Just a TV to watch, no pussy, no tits, no wood in the crotch
Like Jay said, I guess it's cat for a child
No more rainy days, cause them kids is holdin' it down
I think about the outside and I'm ready to amp
I gotta send this letter off, all I need is a stamp
Yeah, all I need is a stamp

[Outro]

From here on nothing goes down unless I'm involved
No blackjack, no dope deals, no nothin'


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