Behind The Walls Kurupt (Ft. Nate Dogg)

[Intro: Kurupt]
Burn so crooked (crooked)
The poet likes to spit (spit)
Kareem, that's my dog
Life, Behind the Walls
Nigga life, behind the walls
Yeah, welcome to Oz niggas, surprise niggas..

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Keep ya head right, keep ya game tight
Ya might not make it through the night (hold up)
This ain't nothin but war in here
We overpacked in here, you put more in here?
'Bout to rain like snow and let it all go
Father Ray, to cut (mmm)
I'm gon' need all the friends I could get
Cause I'm through with this shit
Hit up Tim, uhm, yeah
Tell me something good mayn
Cause I'm so discombobulated being out the hood
I don't know if it's a bad or a good thang
Missin Cadillacs switches in the wood grain
Don't touch on my matress, it ain't cool
Simon on the yard straight trippin on fools
CO so crooked (crooked)
Come equipped when the shank sticks