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Az – Your World Dont Stop Lyrics

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Yeah
For those thats locked in Comstock
My peoples sittin in San Quentin and Clinton
Rikers Island
Rikers Island
Crackers Island

VERSE 1 AZ
I wake up to them rappin tunes every afternoon
I be home soon, I see the board some time after June
Met a couple of convicts thats way beyond sick
It seem they dig my style cause I be on some don shit
Laid back, I ran into some brothers from way back
Those I dug we hugged, besides that, black, I dont say jack
I stay in tune with the sun, stars and moon
Cause behind bars youre doomed if your mind cant consume
Plus spiritual pain can bring forth physical reign
And without knowledge of self how else can a criminal change?
And bein locked up just aint the life for me
Shit is way too trife for me
Youre comin home soon sounds so nice to me
Plus you can bet Im bouncin out with mad props
And if I get chopped or not, baby pop
My world dont stop

Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop, stop, stop.
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop, stop.

VERSE 2 AZ
And in here it makes all end up the same from blowin backs out
5 to 15, seein the bean until they max out
Misbehavin, actin uncivlized like cavemen
I witnessed brave men that gave in
Sodomized and turned to gay men
Nobodys playin drama, prisoners be posted preyin
On some low shit layin
Sleep, get your whole shit banged in
Hangin, plus whos to warn you
Out of the hell these inmates gone through
From three halves of a four group doubt if anyone is normal
And over all its hard to call who would try to play you
My kid from my tombs caught a carved spoon through his navel
Nothin can save you, even C.O.sll try to grave you
Its painful to even know those who most faithfulll betray you
I lay low-key, cause I aint Hercules
Tryin to get out early on work release
Prayin the system work with me
Cause I aint tryin to see three hots and a cot till I rot
That aint my plot, baby pop
My world dont stop

Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop, stop, stop.
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop
Your world dont stop, stop.

VERSE 3 AZ
So until that day Im discharged and set free
Fuck whos gonna sex me
My minds more based on makin my next g
Now lets see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more movin foul
The penile possesed me with a smoother style
Blessin my mental with mathematics to map shit through graphics
Fuck it, I aint with hustlin backwards
A wiser man with ideas and liver plans
More mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can stand
Sittin tryin to design these words of mine
To define what occurs when youre servin time
Stress just blurs the mind
Behind bars scars are signs of hard times
Im trappin myself in between these lines
But I aint tryin to see three hots and a cot till I rot
That aint my plot, baby pop
My world dont stop

repeated until end
Your world dont stop…

Yeah, representin
For all the fellas on lock-diggedy
From upstate to downstate

Dont stop, paw
Dont stop, paw
And on and on and on…

My man Sincere is in here
Yo Free, how it be, baby?
Thats how we do it