EAST SIDE CULT - Ain't No Sunshine lyrics

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Behind these walls ain't no sunshine

These dirty crackers steady scratchin' niggas off the grind

Ho you can't do the time then don't do the crime

You got to handle your's like a man, I'ma handle mine

[Verse 1]

Breakin' the door, while them guards lookin' the other way

Rapings and murders, man this shit take place every day

It's a livin' hell in this jail, males attracted to males

Loud screams and yells comin' from a cell on block twelve

You can't show em' ya scared, nigga if ya do ya dead

They the first to rip off a side of a bitch nigga head

Now I'm sleepin on my back with my boots on in my bed

See a nigga got stuck and the guard just stood there while he bled

And as the chicken died I was thinkin' bout his mama

And who gon' break the news of how he got caught in the drama

Can't trust the white ones, black ones, Puerto Ricans, or the Mexicans

Gotta turn my toothbrush into a sharp blade for my protection

And I'ma stick it deep in the flesh, of that nigga who test

Put him to rest, and leave him in a red mess

It's a whole nother world behind this wall, don't come down here

I see ya slip ya better straighten up before ya fall

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[Verse 2]

Dear mama, I'm writing ya from the state pen

I'm in this hole again, denied for parole once again

See in here it ain't no friends, it's do or ya die

Shank or get shanked, at night grown men cry

Madder than a fuck cause they trapped by the state

Conversations bout suicide, cryin' to his roommate

And roommate the next one that got this nigga swangin'

Damn, caught a rope by his neck hangin'

I got to thinkin' about death in all kinds of ways

Pull a nigga shank up in this bitch, I'm goin' the other way

The only thing I can look forward to is death

And at the rate I'm goin' I got to many years left

That's why I be actin' up, cause I be crackin' up

Layin in a stiff ass bed, in a cell with hard lead

This type of shit'll make a weak nigga turn gay

Promise to split ya dome if ya look at me the wrong way

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[Verse 3]

What cha' gonna do when them lights go out, nigga

What cha' gonna do when them fights break out

What cha' gonna do when them fools start riotin'

Is you gon' be fightin' like a man or hidin'

What cha' gonna do when you approached with that gay shit

Go in his grill or get punked and don't say shit

If you a man you gon' stand, understand what I'm sayin'

From the streets to the cell, for survival's what I'm prayin'

[Verse 4]

Every time I turn around I'm starin' at a cop

Pig circlin' my block, tryin' to catch me with rocks

Whether it's rain, snow, sleet, or shine I'm out on the grind

Niggas yell hoody hoo when they see one time

Man these streets fucked up, cause these crackers playin this

Now I'm spinnin' every day, takin' these penitentiary chances

I'm a straight up hustler so I can do nothin' but advise you

Don't get caught out on this grind cause these crackers gon' hind you

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