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Prisonyard (Part 2)

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Prisonyard (Part 2)

...Sitting in this cell
Laughing at this guard that fell
Nothing else to do but play with the dirt under my nail
Days move slow as snails
Sit ups all day
Push ups every way
1000 lunges
1000 crunches
So much time to think
So much time to blink
Been reading and writing so much there's words on my sink
Man prison air stink
C.O. is a menace
His name is Dennis
In here a different world
A deepr crater
Tensions so dense
Drugs still smuggled in here, it doesn't make sense
Even though it makes cents
Food is so crappy
Lack of sleep so I'm crabby
The barber got stabbed so my hair is nappy
I'll sure be happy
When I win my case
If this is what life serves you, it's an awful taste
I try to keep my distance from hispanics
When they speak latin I start to panic
But they do great tattoos 
And airbrush shoes
I'm not due to lack of visits
So my family can take those letters and stick it
Where the sun doesn't shine
Because there are no rays in here
No emotional breakdowns
No sign of fear
I never shed a tear
Even as the guards carry me from my room grinning ear to ear
I notice how we're goin opposite direction of the courtroom
The sign says "electrical chair"
I'm facing my doom
I sit down get strapped up
Constipated now
Stomach crapped up
Last thing I saw was the mayor with her vovacious curves
She pulled the handle and I felt a powerful surge.....

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