Lyrics iWitness - Seven the General

In the middle of a visit on my pivot
To distribute narcotics, amphetamines and Literature through the system
Tell the Victim, the Counselor, Judge and staff & Eyewitness
They will NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT iWitnessed. Huhn...
They will NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT iWitnessed ...Huhhhhnn
They will NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT iWitnessed ...huhhhhnn
They will NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT iWitnessed ...huhhhhnn
This for, Level IV, Fourth Floor, No Gallery
I-Block shit, Assault on staff with "D" Batteries. huh
They stalk the Sally Port for suckaz or some Beef from off the streets
Hope I ain′t robbed none of you busters...(niggaaa)
But if I did I got a weapon, grab my shit from off the yard
Lets put these niggas on protection... (niggaaaa)...
You KNOW MY GANG! WESTSIDE S.M.D. fuck all C.O.s thats at the desk
They S.T.G.'d me 96′ and sent my dogg to U.R.F. ...(uhnnnn)
I'm on the Yard at M.C.F. I hear my rival done just left
I shoot a Kite and get him Stretched... (niggaaaa)
It catch up with him at the next
And while he heat them ramen noodles have my dudes get at his neck... (niggaaa)
036 I'm out of place, taking razor blades to a niggas face... (UHHNNN)
I′m bout to catch another case 2 to 5 boosts my level up state... (niggaaa)
You feel MY Pain?...
You feel MY Pain?
You Feel MY PAIN NIGGGGAAAA?
I think these bars is talking to me
Think the Moors and the Melanic′s want to DO me
Just cause I'm a noobie
Just seen a nigga get his head bussed, pushed off the tier
He disappeared nobody said NOTHING...
Wouldn′t say it if it wasn't, when my pops died them bitches let me SUFFER
Wouldn′t even let me touch him... so FUCKING RIGHT, its MUTHAFUCK em
I caused a riot in the card room Sergeant said i stuck him (nigggaaaa)
Cook the spud inside my cell, my bunkie's number Old as Hell
He seen the Board in some Cazal′s
I'm YSL'n on a visit switch the frames out with my brother then come back with Buffie lenses (niggaa)
Just caught another D.D.O. cause I keep on sending niggas to the sto′
They paying what the owe.
Shout out my niggas on the ROW and niggas doing life with no Parole.
This is Chow Hall Music, kind of shit you set a riot off to it
Contraband through it, niggas set fire to the unit
Tell the warden 64′s not Moving, they better bring the shields
Lieutenant and some pills, My Cellie saying chill
But ima get it how i live... (niggaaa)
I went to Prison as a Kid fuck the Belly I was raised inside the Ribs
We upstate we near the bridge a Snow Birds ride away from our Crib... (Niggaaa)
Exerpt from Scared Straight (70s version)
- Seven the General