"Attention all nigga rows and nigga hoes
  We've decided to rob this motherfucker the legal way
  Nobs injecting ourselves to become property on the stock
  In the penal system. In the justice system"
    Penitentiary, I hear you calling me [x4]
    [Verse 1]
  As the world turns, it burns while it's spinning
  Coming to a fucked-up ending
  I can't wait till the day everything in the hood is straight
  And I can hit the purty gates
  Until then, the pen is unfair
  Slave ships in the middle of nowhere (ma)
  I lets my goddamn hair grow (ma)
  Bellin' in court, lookin' like a scarecrow
  On Capital Hill, they them passed a bill
  Coming at me with a fucked-up deal (nah)
  The judge gave me a 'L'
  But y'all can't tell
  I wait and cry in my cell
  Convicted negro, superhero
  Speaker at our house
  Takin' lyrics in my mouth
  Bitches in the south showin' ass (mm)
  Mix a lot, got hoes puttin titties on the glass
  We blast in the west for example
  And rap about this shit over funkadelic samples
  Yo' babies see me kill a fool on TV (Wilson!)
  And straight call me a G
    [Chorus]
  Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
  Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
  Thinkin' of illegal ways to get paid
  But it ain't shit, got to be legit
    [Bridge]
  South-central L.A.
  You can buy your game from the C.I.A., hey-hey
  And South-central L.A.
  You can buy your game from the C.I.A. baby
    [Verse 2]
  When the evil outweighs the good
  And you only give a fuck about rucks
  The Earth will self-destruct (Bitch)
  Fuck the ozone layer, bitch I'm a playa (Bitch)
  Plus we got a black mayor
  I get sex when I shows flex (Booom!)
  Porbey Rolex (Booom!)
  Which hoe is next? (Booom!)
  Would you like a piece of me? Not a mate
  Calling you a hoe 'cos I'm fucking on the first day (uh)
  My world is a one-mile radius
  I swear every other hood is the shadiest (uh)
  Could the crips and bloods be all rotten
  When the trilateral commission is plottin'?
  What you gonna do when the Earth erupts?
  Some niggaz gettin' nuts outa carafel cups (punk)
  Fool you on master's woe
  But won't even think about, sucking Bob Doe (punk)
  Asshole from the Senate
  How can you relate to a project tennant?
  Motherfuck you and not the courtman, no corrections
  Tryina' get a section of this west-side connection
    [Chorus (x2)]
  [Bridge]
    Just because you gotta stay
  You ain't gotta rot away
  We gon' come and get you one day
  [repeat until fade]