[Intro]

(Pooh-Man)



Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Bigga Figga

Straight from west block San Quinn prison

serving five year sentence on a robbery case

This is to everybody I love

Everybody I am going to miss



[Verse 1]

(Pooh-Man)



September fifth

9 a.m.

Courtroom Ten

Turned myself in

Sentenced to five years on a robbery case

Can't forget the look on my women and mothers face

Now I am on the great goose west block thang

32 months now I got lay it down

No more riding with my homies getting high

Just reminiscing about the Eastside

Hit the weight pad

Trying to stay in shape

By the time I get out I have songs for 20 tapes

Family visit's I look forward to

And on my back I got a new tattoo

The 4 the 1 the 5 stripped in my stride now I got's to ride

One day soon I will be home

And my kids and there mother won't be alone



[Hook]



Sentenced to five long years

Room's full of tattoo tears

These 20 years on the compound

Never would I thought I would be penitentary bound

(2x)



[Verse 2]

(JT Tha Bigga Figga)



Never say they flow or flooded with game

10 years done past and now them thangs done changed

Remember the ballers

Remember the shot callers

Remember the times your homies

Were riding around in them 7-7-9 Impalas

Your life man it ain't right for me

Can't do a thang

Just stand in the back and give you a beat down

Homies is missing but ain't no need for reminiscing

Celebrating cuz all this time you been waiting

At the under spot now make it clever

Now lets start the nation make it a whole lot better

I am thinking about my grip

I have my twist

My freedom and a extra clip

I choose my freedom because I am on my way home

I get to sleep in my bed and get to see my kid

Grow into his manhood

No more waiting on the block

And playing hind and seek from a gang of cops



[Hook]



Sentenced to five long years

Room's full of tattoo tears

These 20 years on the compound

Never would I thought I would be penitrany bound

(2x)



[Verse 3]

(Pooh-Man)



I got a letter from my house my homie just died

Seems nothing ever changes on the Eastside

Waiting, booking reading, eatin,

Penitentary lifestyle is playing with my head

Wish I never did what I done

But it's already done and I can't run

Missing my family and my freedom

I guess you never really know much you really need em

My girls are growing up to be young women

And I'm regretting everyday that there father is not with em

But everybody makes mistakes

Were only human

But reckless was the lifestyle I was pursuing

Smackin brothers jackin brothers

Now everyday the more miss my mother (I love my mother)

I walk around with my head hanging down

Never would I thought I would be penitentary bound



[Outro]

Sentenced to five long years

Room's full of tattoo tears

These 20 years on the compound

Never would I thought I would be penitentary bound

(4x)