Jail House Rap - Fat Boys: Damon Wimbley, Darren Robinson, Mark Morales

In jail, in jail

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

Now there was just one day that I will never forget

I got jailed for something that I’ll always regret

It was twelve o’clock, midnight and I wanted a snack

So I headed downstairs, thought the fridge was packed

But when I opened the door, what did I see?

The back of the fridge staring right at me

I thought to myself I could almost die

Then an image appeared, a pizza pie

So I put on Adidas, headed out the door

As I pictured myself eating more and more

But the store was closed, I busted into a rage

So I went to the crib and got my twelve-gauge

Ran back to the shop, busted won the door

And all I saw was pizza galore

So I stuffed my face, I couldn’t even walk

I couldn’t laugh, smile, shake, giggle, wiggle, or talk

So I fell asleep with my face in my plate

And the next thing you know, I was headed upstate

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

Well, Kool Rock is my name, last part is «-Ski»

And I have the worst case of any MC

But listen to the story cause it’s kind of strange

When I had this sort of hunger pain

Walking down the street with the bass of my box

With my stomach growling like a hungry fox

When I saw this scene or was it a dream?

A big restaurant sign called Burger King

So I went inside, started stuffing my face

Didn’t even think about the things I ate

But when the bill came up, boy, was I shocked

I said, «I don’t pay for nothing, I’m the King of the Slops!»

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

But when our time is through, we’ll rock you and you

We turn parties out, make you scream and shout

We’re not demanding or very outstanding

We got something unique and in the middle he’s standing

On the microphone, he rocks and shocks

Homeboys and girls, it’s the Human Beat Box

Now I’m sitting here alone looking at the wall

Just thinking about how I took the fall

I thought I was cool, I thought I was slick

And now I’m writing letters of being homesick

I lost my freedom when I heard the door slammer

And now I’m breaking rocks with a big, heavy hammer

I used to drive the streets with my big car

And now I look and all I see are bars

(In jail) Everyone’s the same

You only survive if you play the game

You don’t have knives, you don’t have guns

And now you remember you’re your momma’s son

You made her cry and stay up all night

Coming home high, just leaving a fight

You always made her feel that you were better

But now you’re a little boy just waiting for a letter

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

In jail, in jail, without no bail

In jail, we’re in jail because we failed