He wore a 4-piece he's doin' all day

He had put on Front Street: plenty to say

Started with a Bullet: started buggin' out

Now he's Red Tag: Confine to a cell.

There was a blanket party There was a lock down

Somebody was Stitched up: Blook In, Blood Out

The Hooch: got deep the mainline squeezed

Fence parole rabbit drowned in his ink



Taking it to the Square: Bumpin his Gums:

The rev was called to clear the air up some

Don't mean nothin' don't mean a thing

CON SOFOS (Twice as bad back at you) L.W.O.P.

If you can't Make Paper: prepare for pay back

He had been debriefed he was courting out

Started with the moan and grown, ended with the clicks

Phones off the hook lifers in the bricks



Lean and Lurch here comes the church

On the one crew trying to feed me the word

Then it just happened like a house tossing

Who says it's fair Due Processing

Here's the righteous here's the holy

The redeemed of the Lord and godly

This is reality this is carnality

This is life. Life is a felony



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time

Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time



Rest your neck kick the deck

Find peace within your head

When you press the bunk the shakedown comes

It's best to know Jesus what he has done

Of all the kings that have ever reigned

All the priest that have ever prayed

All the men elected president

Of all the armies that's walked on land



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time

Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time



My Life - Love christ

My Life - Love christ



My Life - Love christ



My Life - Love christ

My Life - Love christ



My Life - Love christ



He took the form of a servant became flesh and blood

Got the prize of the poor got dragged through the mud

Let me give you a hook down Jesus was a walkalone

Smoke on the horizon the King's sittin' on the throne



He pardoned my sins he acquitted and forgave

I was a dead man walking to the sting of the grave

An exchange took place I was granted freedom

Don't need no governer with his twisted reason

Not by works or my own righteousness

Cause I wear filthy rags and I just can't brag

Comes by grace the measure of faith

Crucified the rebel that had been enslaved



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



From the White House to the Church House

From the School House to the court House



My Life - Love christ

My Life - Love christ



My Life - Love christ