Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Medley: You Played Yourself / I'm Your Pusher / Colors / Lethal Weapon, artist - Ice T. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Medley: You Played Yourself / I'm Your Pusher / Colors / Lethal Weapon |
| I’m rollin' up in a big grey bus |
| I’m shackled down, myself that’s who I trust |
| The minute I arrived some sucker got hit |
| Shanked 10 times behind some bullshit |
| Word on the pen the fool was a snitch |
| So without hesitatin' I made a weapon quick |
| Found a sharp piece of metal taped it to a stick |
| Then the bullhorn sounds; |
| that means it’s time to chow |
| My first prison meal the whole feelin' was foul |
| It wasn’t quite my style but my stomach growled |
| So I washed the shit down and hit the weight pile |
| The brothers was swole, their attitude was cold |
| I felt the tension on the yard from the young and the old |
| But I’m a warrior, I got my ground to hold |
| So I studied the inmates to see who had the power |
| The whites, the blacks or just the gun tower. |
| Voice-over of prison inmate describing the 'daddy' inmates |
| In the blink of an eye a riot broke out |
| Blacks put their backs to the wall 'cos it was North an South |
| Somebody shouts and everybody had doubts |
| Then the bullets started flippin', took two men out |
| Then they rushed everybody back to their cells |
| Damn! |
| the pen is different from the county jail |
| I’m in a one man cell, I know my life’s on the scale |
| I wonder if that gunman is goin' to hell |
| This is my second day, I’m on a ten year stay |
| I learnt my first lesson; |
| in the pen you don’t play |
| I saw a brother kill another 'cos they said he was gay |
| But that’s the way it is, been that way for years |
| When his body hit the ground I heard a couple of cheers |
| It kinda hurt me inside that they were glad he died |
| And I asked myself just who had the power |
| The whites, the blacks or just the gun tower. |
| More prison inmate voice-overs |
| You see the whites got a thing they call white pride |
| Blacks got the muscle, Mexicans got the knives |
| You gotta be wise ya wanna stay alive |
| Go toe to toe with a sucker no matter what size. |
| A fool tried to sweat me acting like he was hard |
| I stuck him twice in the neck and left him dead in the yard |
| It was smooth how I did it 'cos nobody could see |
| With my jacket on my arm and my knife on the side of me |
| Bam-Bam! |
| it was over, another fool bites the dust |
| I went crazy in the pen with nobody to trust |
| I’m benchin' 10 quarters so I’m hard to sweat |
| Use my tat gun to engrave my set. |
| They call me a lifer 'cos I’m good as dead |
| I live in the hole so the floor is my bed |
| And I ask myself again who has the power |
| The whites, the blacks or just the gun tower. |
| Final prison inmate voice-over concludes; |
| There was tension all over, I could definitely feel that. |
| Then they rounded us up, took us over to another yard |
| Where there was more drama; |
| the warning shot was a hit… |