Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This is for the Convicts, artist - ConvictsDate of issue: 31.05.1991
Song language: English
This is for the Convicts |
| Sittin' in the Harris County Jail spendin all my little time |
| Not drivin' fancy cars, I’m just starin' at bars and about to lose my mind |
| So I get up to take a shower, funky toes are everywhere |
| Saw a trustee eatin' more than me and I thought it wasn’t fair |
| And it hurts right here, stuck in here for a year |
| I miss my girl and I miss my free world |
| I really miss my free world |
| I’m so all alone, I don’t know when I’m goin home |
| Haha |
| No doubt this jam is funky it’s given from Big Mike |
| Neatly put together something that I know you’ll like |
| But get to the point, to the matter, to the topic |
| Hard as the penitentiary and nobody can stop it |
| 3−2 is by my side and we’re the toughest on the block |
| Non-believers step up to me and they all get dropped |
| Like punks in the place who wanna claim that they down |
| Or claim that they king but don’t even have a crown |
| But I come from the street with my gangsta mentality |
| Slashin' the throats of those who wish to battle me |
| Mic-check 1−2 to the break of dawn |
| And you don’t stop 'cause I’m a project-born |
| I hit it dead on the head, never miss a beat |
| Some scratch the surface but I be gettin' deep |
| B-i-g M-o-n-e-y M-i-k-e is just too f-l-y |
| C-r-e-a-t-i-v-e, exactly what you should call m-e |
| And I’m in this with my trusty pen and pad |
| Mic in hand and, man, I’m makin' 'em mad |
| While I’m rollin' and punks who wanna front get vicked real quick |
| Yo, this is for the convicts |
| (Ex-Cons get funky) |
| Yeah, this is for the convicts |
| (Ex-Cons get funky) |
| Yo, I got more money stashed under my bed |
| Than money in the bank, the bank is what I said |
| Cause when I tear it up suckers get beaten up |
| They ain’t that damn tough and now you know what’s up |
| And what’s up is the fact that I can |
| Throw down with him or her or this or that |
| It doesn’t make a difference, man or woman |
| A sucker is a sucker, so keep 'em comin' |
| Pass me the weight and watch me pump it like a real man |
| Pass me a cooler and I become cooler than an ice tea in the midst of winter |
| Stickin' to you fine young ladies like a splinter |
| Lend an ear so you can hear |
| One of the dopest jams of the year |
| And it’s guaranteed to make your mind click |
| (Hey, who’s this for?) |
| Yo, this is for the convicts |
| (Ex-Cons get funky) |
| Yeah, fool, this is for the convicts |
| (Ex-Cons get funky) |
| This jam is ready, smooth and steady, my rhymes help to uplift it |
| Just to show the proven fact the Ex-Cons are gifted |
| Blowin' minds, not doin' time |
| And if I was to do time, it wouldn’t be because of stealin' rhymes |
| Or any other petty crime |
| Cause I’m not the one to drop a dime |
| I just get hype and go for mine |
| And pullin' all the girls that are fine |
| So here we go, here we go, here we go to make it |
| If you have a prestigious talent, I’ll surely take it |
| Perhaps break it |
| Yo, and if you’re lookin' for a battle, don’t you even try to fake it |
| Huh, 'cause Big Mike is on point |
| 3−2 is on point |
| Ex-Cons rocks the joint with a hit |
| Yo, this is for the convicts |
| (Ex-Cons get funky) |
| Yeah, fool, this is for the convicts |
| (Ex-Cons get funky) |
| Yeah, this is for the convicts |