mac dre I've Been Down Lyrics

Real n____s
(Let's make this official, baby)
Real before rappin
Respect before success

[ Harm ]
I've been down
For oh so long
Starin at these prison walls

I want you to...
Step in my 150s for a minute
Step in my shoes
Walk in my shoes
Yeah
Just want you to see things like how I see em
You know
This's for all my n____s out there
Check it out

Bottom bunk, sleepin in a 2 man cell
C.O. at my do', and I'm mad as hell
Punk police cowboy from Texas
Talkin some s___ bout servin breakfast
It's 5:15, he must be psycho
Or just plain stupid for thinkin I might go
I cussed him out, he gave me distance
And pressed his body alarm for quick a__istance
Now these m____fuckas wanna do it the rough way
Five C.O.'s is what it takes to cuff Dre
Straight to the hole, but it ain't no thang
My celly got dank, so I'm Kool & The Gang
See the lt. for the disposition
28 days commissary restriction
2 days later back on the main line
Dopefiend's dose, so I go claim mine
25 cartons, now I'm straight
Keep 17, and the homeboys 8
Cop some hop, start back boomin
Got em sendin money on the Western Union
2 fat gramms of that china white
Gon' have these dopefiends tryin to fight
Grabbed 3 cartons to coop some dank
And 5 whole packs for some hoops to drink
Now I'm chillin in my cell lookin out the window
Drinkin pruno, smokin indo
Grabbed my shank, but when I'm finsta bounce
They lock a n____ down for resistance counts
Look at Jack Brooks while I'm waitin
Might even do a little masturbatin
Trippin off that b____ Dominique
I bust one quick while my celly sleep
Doors rack open, now it's time for movement
g______ pruno got a n____ too bent
Bounce to the movies with my homies
The t__le sound good, but the s___ was phoney
d___ cigarettes won't let me breathe
n____s gettin restless, wantin to leave
The lights flash on, quick as f___
Somebody in the bathroom just got stuck
If he makes it, he'll be lucky
Six inch blade stuck straight in gutry
25 cops rush the spot
Now I got one-time on my jock
Stash my shank underneath the seat
And make sure no blood is on my feet
Punk police wanna take me down
They put me on the wall and they shake me down
Now it's back to the block strapless
But I got two mo' in my matress
One mo' time I peep the cops
f___in with them boys from Great Street, Watts
I said, "Punk m____fucka, won't you leave em the hell alone"
Down to the 3rd and got on the telephone
Called my b____, but she showed me no love
Got on the phone, shot me a cold dove
She said she can't talk, she got a sore throat
But she probably gettin f___ed by a sport coat
I'm goin through it

Yeah
Y'all real n____s know

Yeah m____fucka
I done been there and back boy
I could tell you the story from rags to riches
How I did time with f__s and snitches
That's real
It's really real
It's no drama
It's really real
Yeah
Y'all n____s better go to school
Tryina f___ with this n____ here, man
It's the real
Yeah
d___ Down
Freaky D
Baby Rah
T-Endo
My n____s
Ty-Ty
Doin that federal s___

Freak
Freak, don't worry about nothin, man

I've been down
For oh so long
Starin at these prison walls
Same old song