Rikers Island - Troy Ave

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

Rebels with the muscle walking round like they tough

Twenty one minutes on a phone ain’t enough

Maxing out on commissary nigga I am rich

TV off and on cause the CO is a bitch

All the free to wear while I’m in the tombs

Get the Rikers grown weed in the back room

In here doing time with some criminal minds

Oh we watching A&E Criminal Minds

Everyday nigga dressing in a sweatsuit

Rhyming there’s no noodles so I’m getting fag soup

Down for the loud niggas talking bout their streets

Old fat ngga talking bout he can’t sleep

Shut up, this is not a hotel this is jail

If you want some peace and quiet pay your one dollar bail

Everything from loss and even murder was the case

Scalpels and the bunions nigga shooting of your face

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

DA really out here tryna slay my black ass

In the high booth talking to my lawyer through a glass

I am innocent why the hell they acting like I did it

Only family and beautiful women see me on visits

I never miss one and I miss my two sons

I got cinnamon Chex and they free a gluten

Sweet baby Jesus get me outta this jam

You officially in jail when the cell doors slam

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

Away in court everybody saying hold your head

Last night I couldn’t sleep tossed and turned in the bed

Up around six mad early in the morning

To the bull pen where it’s cold and boring

Brung a Burberry sweater that I got from Ren

Bout to fill this snowpad with my thoughts with laugh

Looking guilty when you ain’t is the closest thing to hell

They gave me w wheelchair that’s too wide for my cell

So I get on a good foot and hops in that bitch

Shouting the same way my other option is sit

Chained to the gate like an animal, a savage

Wondering bout the years like the actor Fred Savage

CO asked me do I want food

I’m thinking bitch I want my freedom but I ain’t gonna be rude

Keep the Mini WHeats and the Kellogs corn flakes

Open up and let a real nigga walk through the gates

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island

But now him gone a Rikers Island

Him never want go a Rikers Island