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Текст песни W.C. and the MAAD Circle - Out on a Furlough

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* car pulls up *Hey fellasAny of you guys seen Willie Calloway?Wille who, man?What you talkin bout?Calloway, Willie CallowayWhat this fool talkin bout?YeahIf y`all think I`m goin back to that muthafucka, you`re crazyMuthafuckas[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]It all started on a Saturday night, yo, I was restin my nervesCoolin at the pad, smokin herbHad a show the next day, so I figured I`d restCause when I throw a show, I like to give it my bestYo, that`s when I heard the telephone ringIt was my homie named Gee, big baller from around the waySaid he had a party and he wanted me to comeAnd I couldn`t even front, cause I owed him oneSee, Gee was a homie from a long time agoWhen I was young, he used to let me get the rag 6-4I used to sell dope with him, even went to jail with himHe put me down, ain`t no way I could forget about himSo now I got myself coolin at a partyOn amp, playin dominos, drinkin BacardiSittin at a table with some fools I don`t knowRollin the Endo, and sippin on CiscoI had a feelin that just wouldn`t quitBein around too many high rollers made me itchI ain`t the one to wear silk, so I felt like a jerkCause I was the only in some jeans and a t-shirtFools kept stearin at me, lookin kinda funnyBig Six on the table takin all the moneyThe party was on until the drink got lowThat`s when Gee slid me 10 to make a run to the sto`He wanted me to roll with his homie named JoeSmart baller, by the way, who drove a raggedy PintoThat`s when I knew right then and thereI had a funny-ass feelin it was trouble in the airCause now I`m on the roll with this nigga named JoeWho wore [???] with a big-ass afroJust my luck we got pulled to the side(What happened?) Cocaine in the back of the rideSince I ain`t a snitch, I was thrown in the jailhouseDoin 5 years over dope I didn`t know aboutNo more women, and no more showsWish I was out on a furlough[ CHORUS ] Time again you wanna lock me up Lock me up, lock me up Time again you wanna lock me up A nigga like me, you wanna lock me up[ VERSE 2: W.C. ]So now I`m in the jailhouse gettin all swoll`Doin 2 to 5 for this nigga I don`t knowFools say jail ain`t nothin to sweatBut if you ain`t got a rep, you gotta claim your setBut I don`t bang, y`all, so what can I say?I`m just a funky rapper from around the wayBut right in my face about a million brothers stoodThrowin up gangsigns, representin they neighborhoodBrother named Black who ran the yardTold me, "Bust a funky rap, and you won`t need a bodyguard"Don`t get me wrong, y`all, I`m far from softBut for the next six months I was rappin my ass offNow here we go, I had the whole jailhouseRockin back and forth, and even the wardensThrew their hands in the air while I bust a rhymeBut now the chow line, y`all, was one big showtimeBut that`s when a riot jumped offAnd they threw me in the box for startin it offThey told me for the next 7 months, if I laid lowThen I`d be egible for a furlough[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: W.C. ]Finally I`m out on a furloughBack on the streets in a Coupe that`s sittin kinda lowYo, come to find that the group Low Pro done went soloNow it`s all aobut the Maad CircleI`m hangin out with Tunes and CoolioDrinkin out the brown paperbag, dodgin my P.O.I`m only `posed to be out for one dayBut the judge don`t know that I`m a runawaySomething like a fugitive, but I don`t run, I bust back, y`allNo more sittin in the hole eatin chew ballsNow I pack my bag and grab my gatAnd have the Maad Circle put me down on contractAnd lay low like a snake in the grassChange my profile and do away with the pastAnd now I`m gettin paid to be a vocalistAccordin to the law, though I`m wanted on a hit listCrazy Tunes, Coolio and Gee`s the Maad CircleAnd still to this day, yo, I`m out on a furlough[ CHORUS ](He`s probably twenty-somethin years oldAnd he gon` do 20, probably gon` do 20 yearsThat`s what he hollerin about, you know?Cause the guy, he`s - he 20 years oldYou know, he in his twentiesHe`s rude, and all that right there, you knowHe might -It`s just like me:I came in the penitentiary when I was 22 years oldYou know, that`s - that`s the babyYou know, now - now I`m 40You see what I`m sayin?The man talkin bout he want me to do - 20 mo` years)

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Out on a Furlough

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