23 Hr. Lock Down (Feat. Bun B)

23 Hour lock down, where they treat you like a ho
Slide through a plate up under the door
Nigga have to shit in the middle of the floor
Prison ain't a place that we need to go
So 'til they free Pimp C
I'mma leave it up to U.G. ok-k-k to keep it street
This one here for the streets, this one here for the streets
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sad
Constantly making you mad
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sad
Constantly making you mad

In a little bitty room where it ain't no light
Thinking about decisions, the wrong and the right
The dark and the light, the strong and the weak
Your conscience eating at ya, trying to get your sanity
You gotta hold your ground, can't let it slip
And then your friends in the heat of shit, why they always dip
Left you by yourself, stuck up, fucked up
Behind them bars, the times is hard
Thought you was smart, now you losing
Jumping around the room, give yourself a bruising
Trying all type of suicidal tactics
The people walk in and put you in a straight jacket
Until they free Pimp C
I'mma leave it up to U.G. ok-k-k to keep it street
That's why me and my brother got Bun B
To bounce with us on this beat, hey

23 Hour lock down, where they treat you like a ho
Slide through a plate up under the door
Nigga have to shit in the middle of the floor
Prison ain't a place that we need to go
So 'til they free Pimp C
I'mma leave it up to U.G. ok-k-k to keep it street
This one here for the streets, this one here for the streets
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sad
Constantly making you mad
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sad
Constantly making you mad

23 Hours locked down in a cell
Can drive a nigga crazy as hell
Looking at four walls, can't do nothing at all
Got you feeling like a dog in a cage
A monkey on the rage
And to go I wanna spit in your face
Take your privilege away
But keep your head up son, be brave
Don't let the worries of the jail break you down
Keep a focus here
And gain more knowledge instead
I know it's not where you wanna be
But take it from me
I know everybody love to be free
So god damn it, free Pimp C
I know he ready to hit the streets
And jump back to making beats
And I know that nigga miss Bun B
So we gon' keep it on the G
That's coming from my brother and me
And we gon' be here when you hit the streets
We waiting on the state that they free Pimp C

23 Hour lock down, where they treat you like a ho
Slide through a plate up under the door
Nigga have to shit in the middle of the floor
Prison ain't a place that we need to go
So 'til they free Pimp C
I'mma leave it up to U.G. ok-k-k to keep it street
This one here for the streets, this one here for the streets
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sad
Constantly making you mad
Life can be so hard
Shit can hurt so bad
Always have you sad
Constantly making you mad

D-Roc, let me put something on your brain
How would you feel if they locked up Kane?
Kane, how would you feel if they locked up D?
Well that's what the fuck happened to me
With Pimp C, my right hand
My best friend, my ace boom coon
Man we closer than kin
We been on the grind for a little more than a dime
'Til he got caught up in some bullshit and got him some time
Almost lost my mind, started drinking a fifth a day
Couldn't understand why they was taking the Pimp away
We right on the edge, we bout to blow
And the pen is where a cat in his position need to go
Sitting in a cell watching time go past
Looking at your kids and your mama through a glass
If I could turn back time I woulda told him keep the Glock down
But now I pray for the day he make it out 23 hour lock down