Lost in Tha System Lyrics
| Song | Lost in Tha System |
| Artist | Da Lench Mob |
| Album | Guerillas in tha Mist |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clinton, Collins, Green, J-Dee ... | |
| Woke up, Friday morning feelin damn good | |
| Took a shower, got dressed, and rolled out to the neighborhood | |
| Had no idea what I was in for | |
| So I pulled over, I bought a 40 at the liquor store | |
| Popped the top, commenced to start drinkin | |
| And all of a sudden, I start thinkin | |
| "Damn J-Dee, why did you roll down Florence?" | |
| I forgot, I had two warrants (Damn!) | |
| Yeah, but like a fool I kept drivin | |
| Until I ran a red light, and heard a motherfuckin siren | |
| One time pulled my black ass over | |
| Put my hands behind my back and it was over | |
| I was arrested, because a warrant I wouldn't pay | |
| Headed for the county jail, downtown L.A. | |
| I got processed, put on my county blues | |
| And now I'm smokin a hump, watchin the news in the dayroom | |
| A fool jumped up and said, "What set you from?" | |
| I didn't say SHIT, I just BOMBED | |
| I beat his ass right down into the concrete | |
| Turned around and saw the doom squad's feet | |
| Yeah, the motherfuckin deputies | |
| Tryin to do the same thing that they did to Rodney King | |
| I stayed strong and kept my self-control | |
| That's why my black ass got tossed in the hole | |
| I'm doin thirty days in the hole cause I dissed 'em | |
| That's how it is, gettin lost in the system | |
| [Ice Cube] | |
| Hey homey, you know the way out this motherfucker? | |
| I'm lost G | |
| Ay, how you.. ay, where are we goin? | |
| [J-Dee] | |
| Here I go, on a fucked up bus ride | |
| And yo I'm takin a trip, to a place called Wayside | |
| It's on the back side, of Magic Mountain | |
| And ain't no rides no games no shows and ain't no water fountain | |
| Five, hundred acres of land | |
| Plenty niggaz, and you still your own man | |
| I stayed down, and ran into a few of my homies | |
| They told me, "Watch your back kid and go for self only" | |
| Cause I wasn't on the, same side they was on | |
| And like my nigga Cube said, "Once again it's on" (Yep!) | |
| Cause shit erupted on the compound | |
| A C.O. dropped a pen, I picked it up and stayed straight down | |
| Until some devil tried to nut up, over the phone | |
| He got stuck and it was on | |
| Gone, to the hole again | |
| For shankin the devil with my motherfuckin ink pen | |
| Things gettin kinda rough and disturbin | |
| They takin me to court for this motherfuckin servin | |
| Since I'm black and I'm supposed to be wrong | |
| The prosecution wasn't very long | |
| Start stackin months on me like hotcakes | |
| And in the morning I was headed upstate | |
| For shankin a fool who'll never be my brother | |
| The simple fact the motherfucker had the wrong skin color | |
| Yo, I told the judge, don't even try it | |
| He gave me a year for startin a riot | |
| I told this old-ass fool, "Suck my dick! | |
| Givin me a year for this shit!" Yo, | |
| He added on another year, cause I dissed him | |
| Now here I go gettin lost in the system | |
| [Ice Cube] | |
| Yo man I'm just tryin to get up out this motherfucker man | |
| I'm lost aight? | |
| Which way, how you get back to South Central G? | |
| [J-Dee] | |
| I went from Chino West, Chino East, Folsum | |
| Soledad, even Tahatcha(?) P-C-R-C | |
| San Quentin, and even Cochran | |
| Lost in the system, and I couldn't stop them | |
| Them motherfuckers kept tryin to lose me | |
| And some {faggot} kept tryin to choose me | |
| Stuffed the {faggot} and send them on his way kid | |
| You know why? Cause I don't play that fuckin gay shit | |
| The final pen I was in, was called Blythe | |
| And that's where I damn near lost my life | |
| By some crazy devil with eyes full of hate | |
| The motherfucker got mad cause I had a release date | |
| Yo, this shit is crazy, it can happen to anyway | |
| Didn't pay a ticket, look how much time I done | |
| But it's alright cause I'm back on the streets | |
| Layin down fly rhymes to these funky drum beats | |
| And yeah, the day I got out, man I was wishin | |
| But I'm back on the streets, still lost in the system | |
| I can do that shit over, no? | |
| Cause I, I was 'sposed to say | |
| Hey shit, yo I can freak that shit yo | |
| [cell door closes] |
| zuo ci : Clinton, Collins, Green, JDee ... | |
| Woke up, Friday morning feelin damn good | |
| Took a shower, got dressed, and rolled out to the neighborhood | |
| Had no idea what I was in for | |
| So I pulled over, I bought a 40 at the liquor store | |
| Popped the top, commenced to start drinkin | |
| And all of a sudden, I start thinkin | |
| " Damn JDee, why did you roll down Florence?" | |
| I forgot, I had two warrants Damn! | |
| Yeah, but like a fool I kept drivin | |
| Until I ran a red light, and heard a motherfuckin siren | |
| One time pulled my black ass over | |
| Put my hands behind my back and it was over | |
| I was arrested, because a warrant I wouldn' t pay | |
| Headed for the county jail, downtown L. A. | |
| I got processed, put on my county blues | |
| And now I' m smokin a hump, watchin the news in the dayroom | |
| A fool jumped up and said, " What set you from?" | |
| I didn' t say SHIT, I just BOMBED | |
| I beat his ass right down into the concrete | |
| Turned around and saw the doom squad' s feet | |
| Yeah, the motherfuckin deputies | |
| Tryin to do the same thing that they did to Rodney King | |
| I stayed strong and kept my selfcontrol | |
| That' s why my black ass got tossed in the hole | |
| I' m doin thirty days in the hole cause I dissed ' em | |
| That' s how it is, gettin lost in the system | |
| Ice Cube | |
| Hey homey, you know the way out this motherfucker? | |
| I' m lost G | |
| Ay, how you.. ay, where are we goin? | |
| JDee | |
| Here I go, on a fucked up bus ride | |
| And yo I' m takin a trip, to a place called Wayside | |
| It' s on the back side, of Magic Mountain | |
| And ain' t no rides no games no shows and ain' t no water fountain | |
| Five, hundred acres of land | |
| Plenty niggaz, and you still your own man | |
| I stayed down, and ran into a few of my homies | |
| They told me, " Watch your back kid and go for self only" | |
| Cause I wasn' t on the, same side they was on | |
| And like my nigga Cube said, " Once again it' s on" Yep! | |
| Cause shit erupted on the compound | |
| A C. O. dropped a pen, I picked it up and stayed straight down | |
| Until some devil tried to nut up, over the phone | |
| He got stuck and it was on | |
| Gone, to the hole again | |
| For shankin the devil with my motherfuckin ink pen | |
| Things gettin kinda rough and disturbin | |
| They takin me to court for this motherfuckin servin | |
| Since I' m black and I' m supposed to be wrong | |
| The prosecution wasn' t very long | |
| Start stackin months on me like hotcakes | |
| And in the morning I was headed upstate | |
| For shankin a fool who' ll never be my brother | |
| The simple fact the motherfucker had the wrong skin color | |
| Yo, I told the judge, don' t even try it | |
| He gave me a year for startin a riot | |
| I told this oldass fool, " Suck my dick! | |
| Givin me a year for this shit!" Yo, | |
| He added on another year, cause I dissed him | |
| Now here I go gettin lost in the system | |
| Ice Cube | |
| Yo man I' m just tryin to get up out this motherfucker man | |
| I' m lost aight? | |
| Which way, how you get back to South Central G? | |
| JDee | |
| I went from Chino West, Chino East, Folsum | |
| Soledad, even Tahatcha? PCRC | |
| San Quentin, and even Cochran | |
| Lost in the system, and I couldn' t stop them | |
| Them motherfuckers kept tryin to lose me | |
| And some faggot kept tryin to choose me | |
| Stuffed the faggot and send them on his way kid | |
| You know why? Cause I don' t play that fuckin gay shit | |
| The final pen I was in, was called Blythe | |
| And that' s where I damn near lost my life | |
| By some crazy devil with eyes full of hate | |
| The motherfucker got mad cause I had a release date | |
| Yo, this shit is crazy, it can happen to anyway | |
| Didn' t pay a ticket, look how much time I done | |
| But it' s alright cause I' m back on the streets | |
| Layin down fly rhymes to these funky drum beats | |
| And yeah, the day I got out, man I was wishin | |
| But I' m back on the streets, still lost in the system | |
| I can do that shit over, no? | |
| Cause I, I was ' sposed to say | |
| Hey shit, yo I can freak that shit yo | |
| cell door closes |
| zuò cí : Clinton, Collins, Green, JDee ... | |
| Woke up, Friday morning feelin damn good | |
| Took a shower, got dressed, and rolled out to the neighborhood | |
| Had no idea what I was in for | |
| So I pulled over, I bought a 40 at the liquor store | |
| Popped the top, commenced to start drinkin | |
| And all of a sudden, I start thinkin | |
| " Damn JDee, why did you roll down Florence?" | |
| I forgot, I had two warrants Damn! | |
| Yeah, but like a fool I kept drivin | |
| Until I ran a red light, and heard a motherfuckin siren | |
| One time pulled my black ass over | |
| Put my hands behind my back and it was over | |
| I was arrested, because a warrant I wouldn' t pay | |
| Headed for the county jail, downtown L. A. | |
| I got processed, put on my county blues | |
| And now I' m smokin a hump, watchin the news in the dayroom | |
| A fool jumped up and said, " What set you from?" | |
| I didn' t say SHIT, I just BOMBED | |
| I beat his ass right down into the concrete | |
| Turned around and saw the doom squad' s feet | |
| Yeah, the motherfuckin deputies | |
| Tryin to do the same thing that they did to Rodney King | |
| I stayed strong and kept my selfcontrol | |
| That' s why my black ass got tossed in the hole | |
| I' m doin thirty days in the hole cause I dissed ' em | |
| That' s how it is, gettin lost in the system | |
| Ice Cube | |
| Hey homey, you know the way out this motherfucker? | |
| I' m lost G | |
| Ay, how you.. ay, where are we goin? | |
| JDee | |
| Here I go, on a fucked up bus ride | |
| And yo I' m takin a trip, to a place called Wayside | |
| It' s on the back side, of Magic Mountain | |
| And ain' t no rides no games no shows and ain' t no water fountain | |
| Five, hundred acres of land | |
| Plenty niggaz, and you still your own man | |
| I stayed down, and ran into a few of my homies | |
| They told me, " Watch your back kid and go for self only" | |
| Cause I wasn' t on the, same side they was on | |
| And like my nigga Cube said, " Once again it' s on" Yep! | |
| Cause shit erupted on the compound | |
| A C. O. dropped a pen, I picked it up and stayed straight down | |
| Until some devil tried to nut up, over the phone | |
| He got stuck and it was on | |
| Gone, to the hole again | |
| For shankin the devil with my motherfuckin ink pen | |
| Things gettin kinda rough and disturbin | |
| They takin me to court for this motherfuckin servin | |
| Since I' m black and I' m supposed to be wrong | |
| The prosecution wasn' t very long | |
| Start stackin months on me like hotcakes | |
| And in the morning I was headed upstate | |
| For shankin a fool who' ll never be my brother | |
| The simple fact the motherfucker had the wrong skin color | |
| Yo, I told the judge, don' t even try it | |
| He gave me a year for startin a riot | |
| I told this oldass fool, " Suck my dick! | |
| Givin me a year for this shit!" Yo, | |
| He added on another year, cause I dissed him | |
| Now here I go gettin lost in the system | |
| Ice Cube | |
| Yo man I' m just tryin to get up out this motherfucker man | |
| I' m lost aight? | |
| Which way, how you get back to South Central G? | |
| JDee | |
| I went from Chino West, Chino East, Folsum | |
| Soledad, even Tahatcha? PCRC | |
| San Quentin, and even Cochran | |
| Lost in the system, and I couldn' t stop them | |
| Them motherfuckers kept tryin to lose me | |
| And some faggot kept tryin to choose me | |
| Stuffed the faggot and send them on his way kid | |
| You know why? Cause I don' t play that fuckin gay shit | |
| The final pen I was in, was called Blythe | |
| And that' s where I damn near lost my life | |
| By some crazy devil with eyes full of hate | |
| The motherfucker got mad cause I had a release date | |
| Yo, this shit is crazy, it can happen to anyway | |
| Didn' t pay a ticket, look how much time I done | |
| But it' s alright cause I' m back on the streets | |
| Layin down fly rhymes to these funky drum beats | |
| And yeah, the day I got out, man I was wishin | |
| But I' m back on the streets, still lost in the system | |
| I can do that shit over, no? | |
| Cause I, I was ' sposed to say | |
| Hey shit, yo I can freak that shit yo | |
| cell door closes |
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