this is part I of a III part series..
so look out for part II and III


Sick
im confined for a chryme i didnt commit
ya i shot the bitch... but i didnt touch her shit
so now i got rape... seven to life in this peice
no chance of parol... no chance of release

Taz
i hear ya story man... now listen to mine
in gym class i pulled the nine now im confined
i need to catch a grasp to make my life last
i need an escape plan before my lifes past

Sick
we need to... get with the bloods get with the crips
we need to start movin drugs... start stacking chips
get with the essays... tell them of the profit
theyll confront the blacks... tell em to get off it

Taz
the key to this plan... is to not get caught
remember what u were taught no trust can be bought
the aryans are our allies but trust them not
before the riot stops... well meet up at the spot

Sick
time to inform the southsiders... of the snow
thats movin with the essays right under they nose
i see six single southsiders move across the yard
i see six single southsiders ready to meet god

Taz
the aryans see them niggers fighting for there lives
so they jump in the riot making sure they dont survive
the riots taken place so.... we be making haste
we meet up in the mess hall and dissapear without a trace

to be continued .......

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also check out these OM's by myself and Taz

im the future - Taz

best ive written - Tha Sick One

weve both posted feed on eachothers OM's so there legit

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