Artist: Convicts Album: Convicts Song: Free World Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch - Big Mike, parole visit - Damn, another parole visit Hope this time they let me out this motherfucker - Big Mike, alias Peter Man Ah, you have several prior convictions, son But what the fuck is your cause for incarceration this time? [ Big Mike ] Busted for assault, five-o swooped real fast I know I shoulda bailed after I got off this bitch ass Now I'm sittin in the city, next to county With all of these funky motherfuckers standin around me Funky-ass, pissy-ass, shitty-ass smells They need to clean up these goddamn jails I told the bossman I wanted a bunk Because I'm sick of bein here with these motherfuckin punks "Watch your mouth" - watch my mouth for what? If the feeling's right, motherfucker, come on and jump Cause I ain't fearin no one no way Step to me, your ass is mine today Cause I'm throwin bolos, doin solos And I'ma let you hoes know That if you jump me you better do it right If not, none of you hoes gon' sleep tonight The guard showed up on the double Hog-tied me cause they said I was causin trouble The nigga down the hall callin Earl Damn, I can't wait to hit the free world - Yo, bring that yellow motherfucker 3-2 down here Bring him out here - Let me go, bitch - Sit your ass down, boy - Sit down - You just can't seem to stay yo ass out of trouble What are you locked down for this time? [ Lord 3-2 ] I was sellin on the corner of Green and Glover Watchin my back cause of the fuckin undercovers The state gave me two bills the first time I left, G But with nowhere to go, nothin to eat, what will it do for me? I guess that's the whole damn object To keep us black motherfuckers in the projects They build more and more projects without askin And more fuckin penitentiaries to put our ass in That's why I'm on a corner with twenties and dimes A dopefiend with a marked twenty, he out his fuckin mind Goddamn, he tried to break fast Cause I pulled out my shit and start bustin caps at his ass And as I was pullin the trigger The jump-out boys jumped out on a nigga Playin me for a dummy They gave the fiend a hit to buy the shit from me Now I gotta freeze like a statue It ain't no runnin when assault rifles pointed at you Questionin me about doors kicked in While the white man's in federal gettin his ass licked in Ain't that somethin, them fiend-ass snitches That's why when I see 'em I whoop them funky bitches And have they ass screamin just like a girl Pretty soon they gon' have to let me back to the free world - If you all are considered for parole Is y'all gonna get a damn job? [ Big Mike ] That shit about lookin for a job, nigga please I'm gonna buy me a ounce and make some quick-ass g's I got some scores to settle, some hearts to break Some nuts to bust and some lives to take [ Lord 3-2 ] Some mo' dope to sell, mo' bitches to rape And bitch, if they take me back I bet I'll escape The last thing they'll see is my shoe sole I'm kickin ass as I'm steppin out this slop hole [ Big Mike ] And that mothefuckin cop who locked me up Your ass is mine, you better run, you better hide, you better duck Cause I'ma cause so much trouble, raise so much hell Kill the judge who put me away and blow up this fuckin jail [ Lord 3-2 ] Yeah, let all my homies go free With all these scumbags on the street it ain't no motherfuckin catchin me (What about the guards?) That's just they luck Cause I don't give a damn, give a shit, or give a fuck Not one of you hoes cared when I was in So when I'm out I be doin what I gotta do to win And if killin your mama is the wish Hehe, she's gonna be another dead bitch [ Big Mike ] We gon' cause static like Braddock in Missing in Action 2 Instead of takin out one we're takin out your whole crew [ Lord 3-2 ] Some motherfuckers smooth and swift Cut yo body in pieces and send 'em off as Christmas gifts Put a bow on your dick and send it your girl [ both ] And we'll be ready for your ass when we hit the free world - Parole denied!