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Behind Bars Lyrics By Slick Rick

    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day
    this type of shit it happens every day

    slick rick
    in the slammer kid but i’m innocent
    lord played witty wasn’t having any pity
    now in razor blade city
    cries oppose the situation seen mad eyes of foes
    drives a rolls hey yo money what size are those
    need to phone me too another sprang up hmm to gang up
    on this kid housing the phone like he didn’t know how to hang up
    would be hard though up to a minute or so and then yells time on a
    and when you get your commissary buy this and that or else i’m gonna
    be on that ass and won’t stay offextort fig’ you safe way off
    beaten to death you ain’t protecting me
    forgot today’s my day off
    hold my head and drift the sumo weight in knots and cars
    instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars behind bars

    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars

    slick rick
    showing off because on the phone click losing all the hoes off
    niggas housed the watch and donna took all of the clothes off
    nigga hell with drawers that’s what my clothes figured telling
    every night it seem like mice be in and out a nigga cell and
    still ain’t home like on the hook seen a bunch of kids look
    miss outdoors never know what you have until it’s took’en
    and in fact the moment you fear all of that you quote snaps
    well in a cell did the exercises and wrote raps
    i’ll be a bigger star than you though never heard of the nigga
    takes my raps and read aloud i wanted to murder the nigga
    just kidding no offend to it finally he ended it
    case dismissed but your honor da kindly prevented it
    he told to the judge don’t free him this brother trigger wars
    and not just that because i refuse to wash some jive nigga drawers
    so hold the head drift the sumo weight in knots and cars
    instead of sitting here accumulating cuts and scars

    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars

    slick rick
    what fight the nigga trip co the rest he might scared
    but couldn’t squeal i’s like officer that nigga right there
    now if he ain’t get me his friends will needed a utensil
    it turned out i had to stab him in the eye with a pencil
    state of shock he made a yell i said now what you want traitor
    co puts me in the bin i see ya about a month later
    back in population didn’t matter that his friends tensed
    the phone privs the years added to the sentence
    still chilling and all of that and i escaped when
    i don’t think so don’t hit the stove cause they made a rape attempt
    thank goodness failed call out next he wail out
    here go the co ricky walters pack up you’re bailed out
    the co couldn’t see the rape the kid’ll snitch mass figure
    fast trigger you’ll be back you little bitch ass nigga
    au revoir back to dating sluts and stars
    at least for now no more accumulating cuts and scars

    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars
    behind bars

    Artist: Slick Rick

    Year: 1994

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 361