Your World Don't Stop [2010]

Yeah, for those that's locked in Comstock My peoples sitting in San Quentin and Clinton Rikers Island, Rikers Island, Cracker's Island I wake up to them rapping tunes every afternoon I be home soon, I see the board some time after June Met a couple of convicts that's way beyond sick It seem they dig my style cause I be on some don shit Laid back, I ran into some brothers from way back Those I dug we hugged, besides that, black, I don't say jack I stay in tune with the sun, stars and moon Cause behind bars you're doomed if your mind can't consume Plus spiritual pain can bring forth physical reign And without knowledge of self how else can a criminal change? And being locked up just ain't the life for me Shit is way too trife for me "You're comin home soon" sounds so nice to me Plus you can bet I'm bouncin out with mad props And if I get chopped or not, baby pop My world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop, stop, stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop, stop And in here it makes all end up the same from blowin backs out 5 to 15, seein the bean until they max out Misbehavin, actin uncivilized like cavemen I witnessed brave men that gave in Sodomized and turned to gay men Nobody's playin drama, prisoners be posted preying On some low shit laying Sleep, get your whole shit banged in Hangin, plus who's to warn you Out of the hell these inmates gone through From three halves of a four group doubt if anyone is normal And over all it's hard to call who would try to play you My kid from my tomb's caught a carved spoon through his navel Nothin can save you, even C.O.'s'll try to grave you It's painful to even know those who most faithful'll betray you I lay low-key, cause I ain't Hercules Tryin to get out early on work release Prayin the system work with me 'Cause I ain't tryin to see three hots and a cot till I rot That ain't my plot, baby pop, my world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop, stop, stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop Your world don't stop, stop So until that day I'm discharged and set free Fuck who's gonna sex me My mind's more based on makin my next g Now let's see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more movin foul The penile possesed me with a smoother style Blessin my mental with mathematics to map shit through graphics Fuck it, I ain't with hustlin backwards A wiser man with ideas and liver plans More mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can stand Sittin tryin to design these words of mine To define what occurs when you're servin time Stress just blurs the mind Behind bars scars are signs of hard times I'm trappin myself in between these lines But I ain't tryin to see three hots and a cot till I rot That ain't my plot, baby pop My world don't stop Yeah, representin For all the fellas on lock-diggedy From upstate to downstate Don't stop, paw Don't stop, paw And on and on and on My man Sincere is in here Yo Free, how it be, baby? That's how we do it