Free World - Convicts, Big Mike, Mr. 3-2

— Big Mike, parole visit

— Damn, another parole visit

Hope this time they let me out this motherfucker

— Big Mike, alias Peter Man

Ah, you have several prior convictions, son

But what the fuck is your cause for incarceration this time?

Busted for assault, five-o swooped real fast

I know I shoulda bailed after I got off this bitch ass

Now I’m sittin in the city, next to county

With all of these funky motherfuckers standin' around me

Funky-ass, pissy-ass, shitty-ass smells

They need to clean up these goddamn jails

I told the bossman I wanted a bunk

Because I’m sick of bein' in here with these motherfuckin punks

«Watch your mouth» — watch my mouth for what?

If the feeling’s right, motherfucker, come on and jump

'Cause I ain’t fearing no one, no way

Step to me, your ass is mine today

'Cause I’m throwin bolos, doin' solos

And I’ma let you hoes know

That if you jump me, you better do it right

If not, none of you hoes gon' sleep tonight

The guard showed up on the double

Hog-tied me 'cause they said I was causin' trouble

The nigga down the hall callin' Earl

Damn, I can’t wait to hit the free world

— Yo, bring that yellow motherfucker 3−2 down here

Bring him out here

— Let me go, bitch

— Sit your ass down, boy

— Sit down

— You just can’t seem to stay yo ass out of trouble

What are you locked down for this time?

I was sellin on the corner of Green and Glover

Watchin' my back 'cause of the fuckin undercovers

The state gave me two bills the first time I left, G

But with nowhere to go, nothin' to eat, what will it do for me?

I guess that’s the whole damn object

To keep us black motherfuckers in the projects

They build more and more projects without askin'

And more fuckin penitentiaries to put our ass in

That’s why I’m on a corner with twenties and dimes

A dope fiend with a marked twenty, he out his fuckin mind

Goddamn, he tried to break fast

'Cause I pulled out my shit and start bustin' caps at his ass

And as I was pullin' the trigger

The jump-out boys jumped out on a nigga

Playin' me for a dummy

They gave the fiend a hit to buy the shit from me

Now I gotta freeze like a statue

It ain’t no runnin' when assault rifles pointed at you

Questionin' me about doors kicked in

While the white man’s in federal gettin' his ass licked in

Ain’t that somethin'?

Them fiend-ass snitches

That’s why when I see 'em I whoop them funky bitches

And have they ass screamin' just like a girl

Pretty soon, they gon' have to let me back to the free world

— If you all are considered for parole

Is y’all gonna get a damn job?

That shit about lookin' for a job, nigga, please

I’m gonna buy me a ounce and make some quick-ass g’s

I got some scores to settle, some hearts to break

Some nuts to bust and some lives to take

Some mo' dope to sell, mo' bitches to rape

And, bitch, if they take me back, I bet I’ll escape

The last thing they’ll see is my shoe sole

I’m kickin' ass as I’m steppin' out this slop hole

And that mothefuckin' cop who locked me up

Your ass is mine, you better run, you better hide, you better duck

'Cause I’ma cause so much trouble, raise so much hell

Kill the judge who put me away and blow up this fuckin' jail

Yeah, let all my homies go free

With all these scumbags on the street, it ain’t no motherfuckin' catchin' me

(What about the guards?) That’s just they luck

'Cause I don’t give a damn, give a shit, or give a fuck

Not one of you hoes cared when I was in

So when I’m out, I be doin' what I gotta do to win

And if killin' your momma is the wish

Hehe, she’s gonna be another dead bitch

We gon' cause static like Braddock in Missing in Action 2

Instead of takin' out one, we’re takin' out your whole crew

Some motherfuckers smooth and swift

Cut yo' body in pieces and send 'em off as Christmas gifts

Put a bow on your dick and send it your girl

And we’ll be ready for your ass when we hit the free world

— Parole denied!