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Out On A Furlough (Explicit) - WC & The Maad Circle
Yeah
If y'all think I'm goin back to that muthaf**kin' you're crazy
Muthaf**kas
It all started on a saturday night
Yo I was restin my nerves
Coolin at the past smokin herb
Had a show the next day
So I figured I'd rest
'Cause when I throw a show
I like to give it my best
Yo
That's when I heard the telephone ring
It was my homie named gee big baller from around the way
Said he had a party and he wanted me to come
And I couldn't even front
'Cause I owed him one
See Gee was a homie from a long time ago
When I was young
He used to let me get the rag 6 4
I used to sell d**e
With him even went to jail with
He put me down ain't no way I could forget about him
So now I got myself coolin at a party
On amp playin dominos drinkin bacardi
Sittin at a table
With some fools I don't know
Rollin the endo
And sippin on Cisco
I had a feelin that just wouldn't quit
Bein' around too many high rollers made me itch
I ain't the one to wear silk
So I felt like a jerk
'Cause I was the only in some jeans and a tshirt
Fools kept stearin' at me lookin' kinda funny
Big Six on the table takin' all the money
The party was on until the drink got low
That's when Gee slid me 10
To make a run to the sto'
He wanted me to roll with his homie named Joe
Smart baller by the way who drove a raggedy pinto
That's when I knew right then and there
I had a funny a** feelin' it was trouble in the air
'Cause now I'm on the roll with this n**ga named Joe
Who wore a golf hat
With a big a** afro
Just smoke we got pulled to the side
What happened
c*****e in the back of the ride
Since I ain't a snitch I was thrown in the jailhouse
Doin' 5 years over d**e I didn't know about
No more women and no more shows
Wish I was out on a furlough
Time again you wanna lock me up
Yeah
Lock me up
Lock me up
Time again you wanna lock me up
A n**ga like me you wanna lock me up
Time again you wanna lock me up
Yeah
Lock me up
Lock me up
So now I'm in the jailhouse gettin' all swoll'
Doin 2 to 5 for this n**ga I don't know
Fools say jail ain't nothin' to sweat
But if you ain't got a rep you gotta claim your set
But I don't bang y'all so what can I say
I'm just a funky rapper from around the way
But right in my face about a million brothers stood
Throwin' up gang signs representin' they neighborhood
Brother named black who ran the yard
Told me bust a funky rap and you won't need a bodyguard
Don't get me wrong y'all I'm far from soft
But for the next six months I was rappin' my a** off
Now here we go
I had the whole jailhouse
Rockin' back and forth and
And Even the wardens
Threw they hands in the air while I bust a rhyme
'Cause now the chow line y'all was one big showtime
But that's when a riot jumped off
And they threw me in the box for startin' it off
They told me for the next 7 months if I laid low
Then I'd be eligible for a furlough
Time again you wanna lock me up
Lock me up
Lock me up
Time again you wanna lock me up
A n**ga like me you wanna lock me up
Finally I'm out on a furlough
Back on the streets in a coupe that's sittin' kinda low
Yo
Come to find that the group low pro done went solo
Now it's all about the mad circle
Yeah
I'm hangin' out with tunes and coolio
Drinkin' out the brown paper bag dodgin' my PO
I'm only 'posed to be out for one day
But the judge don't know that I'm a runaway
Something like a fugitive
But I don't run
I bust back y'all
No more sittin' in the hole eatin' chew balls
So now I pack my bag and grab my gat
And have the maad circle put me down on contract
And lay low like a snake in the grass
Change my profile and do away with the past
And now I'm gettin' paid to be a vocalist
Accordin' to the law though I'm wanted on a hit list
Crazy tunes coolio and gee's the maad circle
And still to this day
Yo I'm out on a furlough
Time again you wanna lock me up
Lock me up
Lock me up
People like you wanna lock me up
A n**ga like me wanna lock me up
Time again you wanna lock me up
Lock me up
Lock me up
People like you wanna lock me up
A n**ga like me they wanna lock me up
Time again you wanna lock me up
Lock me up
Lock me up
People like you wanna lock me up
A n**ga like me they wanna lock me up
He's probably
Twenty seven years old
And he gon' do 20
Probably gon' do 20 years
That's what he hollerin about
You know
'Cause the guy
He's 20 years old
You know he in his twenties
He's rude and all that right there
You know
He might
It's just like me
I came in the penitentiary
When I was 22 years old
You know that's that's the baby
You know now now I'm 40
You see what I'm sayin'
The man talkin 'bout
He want me to do
20 mo' years
