All in together now
We goin all in together now
All in together now
I said we goin all in together now
We goin all in together now
I said we goin all in together now
All in together now
To all my homies what's up!
If I ain't seen or heard from ya
Homie I just wanna let you know you more than a number
Still pimpin words surrounded by coke and herb smugglers
Hatins still a disease but we don't let them germs touch us
I been feelin crazy like a sherm puffer
A lunatic on a mission blew through my stiff competition
U taught me how to take what's earned it's my turn
To leave them other rappers with the maggots and the worms
Anyways how's the situation up in that prison
Fuck them COs and the fuckery given
I remember when you first hit that Texas Youth Commission
And grew in wisdom police kept abusing their positions
One day I got the horrible news
My mom saw you on TV in an orange jumpsuit
Muggin but it ain't nothin you got the patience to hack it
I just prayin you could make it with that case on your jacket
One time for my homeboys in the county jail
Two times for my homies in the penitentiary
You could be a killer now
That don't mean shit to me
Muthafucka we've been down since elementary
Three times for everybody that we ever knew that fell a victim to the game
It happens way too often
You're gone but not forgotten
It's a shame
That things'll never change
So life ain't what it's supposed to be
Hopefully this drought'll be over before we go with Jesus If not we holdin bastards up at ATM machines
Jackin what I can and then trading it in for green
I remember yellow Promethazine sippin at 17
Gettin head in the back of the Lexus from a sexy thing
Walkin light but got heavy dreams
We all in it together but plottin different schemes
What's next? You always hear about penitentiary chances
Sometimes the system whoops your ass and you don't get no rematches
It's pimp shop them letters are standin like WPK
No need for questionin or askin where do we stay
It's SAT SAT till I'm under the gravel
We blowin killa till we feelin like our lungs in a lasso
From Galveston to El Paso Texas gettin it in Tango or Fama this is for all of your friends in the pen
One time for my homeboys in the county jail
Two times for my homies in the penitentiary
You could be a killer now
That don't mean shit to me
Muthafucka we've been down since elementary
Three times for everybody that we ever knew that fell a victim to the game
It happens way too often
You're gone but not forgotten
It's a shame
That things'll never change
Write a letter and send some commissary
It's so very necessary if they locked up and not buried
And if they in a cemetery
Then visit and say a prayer
Heavens better than this area
Poverty makes a mind
A place of desperation which in turn leads to crime
An easy way for time they handin out in redline
Districts all over America
In your city and mines Everywhere
Segregation ain't extinct
They gon take your fingers they gon place them in some ink
The ones that gave you game won't be with you in the clink
If you don't use your brain it could put you on the brin
Of insanity
You ain't have a family
So gang activity retaliation maybe tragedy
Round the corner
When they call the coroner
I pray it ain't you gettin identified as a corpse
One time for my homeboys in the county jail
Two times for my homies in the penitentiary
You could be a killer now
That don't mean shit to me
Muthafucka we've been down since elementary
Three times for everybody that we ever knew that fell a victim to the game
It happens way too often
You're gone but not forgotten
It's a shame
That things'll never change
One time for my homeboys in the county jail
Two times for my homies in the penitentiary
You could be a killer now
That don't mean shit to me
Muthafucka we've been down since elementary
Three times for everybody that we ever knew that fell a victim to the game
It happens way too often
You're gone but not forgotten
It's a shame
That things'll never change