[Convict 2/Sadat X]
 Oh my goodness! Look what they sendin through nowadays
 Ah  it's a light weight
 And he got a smirk on his face like it's all of that
 Yeah  well we gone see what it is

 [Convict 1/Xzibit]
 What you in for  everything under the sun
 Recently  got me first degree wit a hot gun
 That's my third strike  so Xzibit can't go home
 Fight to see Daylight like Sylvester Stallone
 Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d-low
 My family might mistake you for an undercover C-O
 Last one that tried didn't make it past bookin
 Five times in the neck when everybody was lookin

 [Convict 2/Sadat X]
 You see the judge, but he don't budge
 That's you're third felony, I believe strike three
 Remanded and stranded, to the cold steel granite
 Lost to the world, your moms and your girl
 Keep your weight up, or your ass get ate up
 Cats is stickin, straight up
 Wit the shank, get more time in the tank
 Ask Hank, he bout to bank, killed a cop wit high rank
 They gave him life and now another cat is fuckin his wife

 [Convict 1/Xzibit]
 Just because I'm locked down don't mean the hustlin stop
 Her-oine and beer joints twenty dollars a pop
 You a new recruit, so today I'm lettin you slide
 But tomorrow you'll be confronted wit the two's in the side
 If you a smart mothafucker, you'll be fallin wit mine
 Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time
 We're I'm from, time is money and got neither to waste
 Once in a while catch a Cannanite in the wrong place
 BEAT HIM DOWN, break the strongest hand, piss in his face
 Strike fear, play the rear, 'fore he catchin a case
 Low-class, got a dozen free visitors pass
 Plus the female C-Order wanna give me some ass

 Chorus [Sadat X] 2x
 This is your new home boss, where you survive at all costs
 And if you don't, well it's only your loss
 You're only here cuz you tried to force and be the boss, ha
 Handle your time like a man yo

 [Convict 1/Xzibit]
 So it's my twenty-third birthday, drinkin brew-no
 You know no matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
 Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by this Muslim cat
 Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
 Niggas say "Who the fuck is that?"
 The X-Man, rowdy, gettin treated like the feds in the county
 Correctional facilities, basically you don't wanna fuck wit these
 Murders and felonies keep you company ("YEAH!")

 [Convict 3/Kid Creole]
 And yes y'all, come on in ("YEAH")
 All you brand new heffer, sissy, soft booty-ass shook niggas ("YEAH")
 Yeah bitch, welcom to central booking ("YEAH")
 A sleep-over for pimps, private hustlers ("YEAH"), drug slingers, and gun
 clappers
 Even bitch-ass, shook-ass niggas ("YEAH") like y'all
 Get on your ?("YEAH"), get out the blood on your ?married character?
 Kitten-ass faces ("YEAH"), niggas about to beat you all down to the last stop
 *echoes*

 [Convict 2/Sadat X]
 I'm all good, as I telephone my hood
 At first I was shook, tried to play by the book
 But you can't bid your time by stayin in the cell
 I'm gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner
 Where I'm in fat pink caps, New York to California
 Makin deals for mills, holdin cigarette lottos
 Givin cats pills, and tell em "Yo try those!"
 Niggas try to scheme but my team is tight
 We as shady as the night and bring fright to sight
 Hey you be aight, but don't act like a sucka
 Ain't you ain't got to be the wildest mothafucker
 Use control, put a cat in whole if he's broke
 And let em know, I just wanna serve my time and go
 And flow, lay low, try to grab some dough
 Aiyyo I ain't tryin to jail, somebody post my bail

 Chorus

 [Convict 2/Sadat X] (Convict 3/Kid Creole)
 Yo man shhh, I need some new kicks man
 (Oh what? Oh shut the fuck up!)
 Somebody got some at least some money man (Nigga what!)
 Or something man, I ain't get no letters man
 (You gone be my bitch tonight, what)
 Niggas forgettin about me man
 (I'll poke y'all, don't come on the island)
 Namsayin, supposed to be my crew
 (Don't be on the island when I get there)
 Can't even make collect phone calls
 (Mothafucker, what ah um!)
 Tryin to jam my collect calls now
 (You will be mines tonight mothafucker!)
 Nobody ain't home, nobody wanna write me (Mine you hear me!)
 I ain't got nuttin to read, yaknamsayin
 (You'll be mine tonight mothafucker!)
 Ain't nobody put no money on my book
 (Don't fall asleep tonight bitch!)
 It's like I'm starvin in here
 This ain't no fun