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... in jail [Intro: One.Be.Lo] Y'knowm sayin? You got these wack MCs out here Y'knowm sayin? They do three days in the county Y'knowm sayin? And, come home and write a rhyme about doin bids Y'knowm sayin? Shankin, shankin people, doin time They don't know nothin 'bout time man, I got people locked down Y'knowm sayin? [One.Be.Lo] We was handcuffed, in the back of a bus, forty of us The road it was rough, plus nobody I could trust (trust) Headed upstate, no chance for escape Barbed wire and guards in the gun tower secured the gate My uncle's fate, was life without parole Thank God (thank God) I was blessed with an outdate, I can't wait But I got to, you probably wouldn't have did what I did to catch a bid, but I'm not you I got a crew still on the street, they don't write me letters No time to visit a brotha, or bother to send me cheddar Never did I sweat it, I know they got a life to live My man J, had a wife and kid And these are the consequences, my actions committed Some cats that I used to visit, now I live with Along with swillas, killers, drug dealers, some rich brothas SongtexteCrackheads, con artists, child molesters, dick suckers All types of individuals, sorta like a melting pot for criminals The system is designed to stock it plentiful This old cat from the hood told me, "Out of every bad situation comes some good" It's understood, prison ain't good for my health Lookin in the mirror, introducin me to myself I studied my thoughts, my ways, the routes I took Though I read daily, it ain't all about the books It's all about the lessons you learn, through your experience Applyin it in a positive way, period All praise due to Allah, I used to scheme 'til he showed me the straight way - sirat al mustaqeem Now I'm on the V-I, tellin Moms about Islam She called me a blasphemous fool, I stayed calm The world wasn't ready for the changes I made They was waitin for the nigga I was in twelfth grade Everyday, the same old thing, I walked the yard Sit up in the chow hall, with Abdul Rahim Cats waitin in infirmary lines, for they medicines Boorish Americans, walk around with circle sevens And older heads playin horseshoes, sometimes chess Trippin when I first seen a faggot with breasts In the shower with a cat, gettin hit from the back White dudes, on basketball courts kickin hacky-sacks Ball games, card games, face it Everybody, time on they hands, most of it wasted Anything to make the time fly soon as possible Some cats used to sleep all day, that's unacceptable Heads getting cracked over unpaid debts Either a shank or a lock on the side would do the trick Correction officers, devil's advocate And when its time to go home, parole boards wasn't havin it Life was hell everyday the devil's tryin me But, I paid my debt to society And after twenty-seven months, of my life I'll tell you one thing, I know why the caged bird sings In jail, without the bail [repeat throughout Outro] [Outro: One.Be.Lo] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yeah, y'knowm sayin? This goes out to all the caged birds out there, y'knowm sayin? Everybody who know why the caged bird sings, y'knowm sayin? I know why the caged bird sings.. I know why the caged bird sings, I know why the caged bird sings In jail, in jail, in jail, in jail, I sung the same song When I was upstate, I couldn't flap wings Aus Songtexte Mania