| The one I send to vrew right through
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| In cell block two. |
| And to you and you and you
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| Over there in a penitentiary
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| Here today and gone tomorrow
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| Who no dey a Booth Hill gone a Tamarind Farm
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| Good friends we have, good friends we lost
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| Who no pan the rock lock up in a penitentiary
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| On the rock dem cell never empty
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| On the rock, over there in penitentiary
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| On the rock jail cell never empty
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| On the rock big yard style, dem cell never empty
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| Badness was around when Stantytown burn down
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| And ruff neck was around when rude boy come from jail
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| Remember when Hibbert had the number 54−46
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| Warden man come around
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| With big clubs and baton stick
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| On the rock, over there in penitentiary
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| On the rock, cell block never empty
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| Rule in pen you do not borrow or lend
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| Because if you do so my friend, payback never end
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| You idren in pen need commissary
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| Because when you lock up in dem cell
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| And don’t get no money…
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| This one I livicate to crew
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| Right through in cell block two
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| And to you and you and you
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| Over there in penitentiary |