They got me locked in Spofford the lil juvenile criminal    Two kids approach to put blades to my throat    They like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for that    Give it up? Huh you don't believe that    So I threw on my hood pulled out the banger    Swung it at the kids that put me in danger    They put away them blades and said    "Why it gotta be like that?"    Cause you get a little ox and don't know how to act    Yeah, now I got props, and I'm runnin shit    And when it comes to phone time, you don't get none of it    So sit back and just chill    Before you make a lil nigga have to get, ill    Only got a month left, so I gotta be on my best    But yet and still herb niggaz wanna put me to the test    So I wild, with a blade and a Kool-Aid smile    Let the juvenile catch wreck for a sec    Damn, I wish I could put my hands on a    nice-ass tec, and blow a nigga to Babylon    But if you don't, got a knuckle game that's a damn shame    Nigga ? for, they got you washin drawers    But I refuse, cause I got nuttin to lose    Props I gotta earn, plus I gotta pay my dues    So in the meantime, I got a ox in my pocket    They got me locked in Spofford       Locked down, they got me locked down    Damn, they got me locked down    Locked down, they got me locked down    Damn, they got me locked down       To Spofford, and JV's worse than Rikers    Adolescents that ball hardcore    With the criminal minded juveniles    The real lil niggaz step out of the piles    And I'm not takin no shorts while I'm up here    Spit em up, gem stars, but ain't no scars here    Protective custody's got mines    No type of help, I'm in here for self    And so I got locked up on a one to two    On the bus, catchin beef with mad crews    Run my shoes, fuck that, I'm goin out kid    But not too buckwild, cause I gotta finish my bid    Four times, for my peoples up from the 'Bridge    Here, it takes a lot of heart to live    Behind bars, child correction    Trapped in the buckwild ? East section    They got me smokin the death sticks    Niggaz got me fightin for my life, cause shit is real    Shorty kill a man got locked down    You want a buck sixty, you betta betta back down    On the streets a hood, but in here    you're up to no damn good, nigga I wish you would    try to take mines, and try to shank mines    Shorty corrupt, there's no stoppin me    Even in jail, I tear shit up    And when I get out, it's gonna get worse    The devil in the flesh    I'm puttin hammers on a hearse    So while I'm in here, don't forget my name    Ain't shit changed, I'm still the motherfuckin same    I couldn't bitch up when I got here    Cell wreck, I got shit locked here    One more month I'm goin Uptown    to the big pen, and I'ma still win    Cause jail is my life, and I like it here    Ain't no rules, you can do what you like in here    Jailhouse blues, I miss the ghetto    C.O.'s think they're five-oh's with no heat    So what am I to do when they step    Put em in check, and throw hands with a redneck    And now I got a little crew to watch my back    Lunchtime comes huh, you ain't gettin none of that    Cause I got shit sewn up real tight    Not one bit of fright, while I'm locked in Spofford       Locked down, they got me locked down    Damn, they got me locked down    Locked down, they got me locked down    Damn, they got me locked down    Locked down, they got me locked down    Damn, they got me locked down    Locked down, they got me locked down    Damn, they got me locked down