Your World Don't Stop

Yeah, for those that's locked in Comstock

My people 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 trite for me

You coming home soon? Sound so nice to me

Plus you can bet I'm bouncing 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 blowing backs out

Five to fifteen, seeing the bean until they max out

Misbehaving, acting uncivilized like cavemen

I witnessed brave men that gave in

Sodomized and turned to gay men

Nobody's playing drama, prisoners be posted preying

On some low shit laying

Sleep, get your whole shit banged in

Hanging 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

Nothing can save you, even CO's will 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

Tryna get out early on work release

Praying the system work with me

'Cause I ain't trying 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, 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 making my next G

Now let's see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more moving foul

The penile possessed me with a smoother style

Blessing my mental with mathematics to map shit through graphics

Fuck it, I ain't with hustling backwards

A wiser man with ideas and liver plans

More mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can strand

Sitting trying to design these words of mine

To define what occurs when you're serving time

Stress just blurs the mind

Behind bars, scars are signs of hard times

I'm trapping myself in between these lines

But I ain't trying to see three hots and cot till I rot

That ain't my plot, baby pop

My world don't stop

Your world don't stop (Yeah, representing)

Your world don't stop

Your world don't stop, stop, stop (For all the fellas on lock, diggedy)

Your world don't stop (From upstate to downstate)

Your world don't stop, stop

Your world don't stop

(Don't stop, Paul, don't stop, Paul)

Your world don't stop

Your world don't stop, stop

(And on and on and on)

Your world don't stop

(On and on and on)

Your world don't stop

Your world don't stop, stop

Your world don't stop

(My man, Sincere is in here)

Your world don't stop

(Yo Free, how it be, baby?)

Your world don't stop, stop

(That's how we do it)

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, stop

Your world don't stop

Your world don't stop

Your world don't stop, stop, stop