In time you will start to know Your every sweet desire Midnight and the jailer's watching Thin dime can buy a soul Midnight come and get me Justified in satisfying Justified in satisfying your every sweet desire Midnight black cat creeping

Lady Pearl in jail lady Pearl in jail Mama love I'm on my way don't you cry You'll rise You'll fight Went along the mountain side I'll make it just in time A letter from her mother now dying in her bed Get on home quickly with the medicine No money in

Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's being born Same time a man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only natural I explain My plateau, and also, what defines my name First it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm

Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and take it slowly Gonna find you and make you want me Now that I escape, sleepwalker awake Those who could relate know the world ain't cake Jail bars ain't golden gates Those who fake, they break

Forty-eight hours needs forty-eight Friday or Saturday, what does that mean? Short space of time needs a heavy scene Monday is coming like a jail on wheels Forty-eight thrills So tell me an' I'll take the tube You know a girl, yeah well she's bound to be

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am

Either die or go to jail that's a hell of decision But I'm wrong and I know it my excuses unimportant I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice, for real Hey, the price of fame cost to much (yeah boy) Like these niggas talk to

Now I'm living in a dream (Ah-ah) And I don't think I'm ever going to wake up (Ah-ah) Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah No more time to get to know you Should have tried to get to know you Momma, it's a jailbreak Momma, it's a jailbreak, it's a, it's a jailbreak

I've been down to parliament, I've been in school I've been in jail to learn the golden rule I've been to the workhouse, served my time in those hallowed halls The only thing I know is the blues got the world by the balls I've been to the tundra and the

Shall I write or phone from Paris or Rome Even though you're tryin' to hold me back You don't get no mail you know I'm in jail Fare thee well, my brother, please don't stand in my way I'm goin' down to that dirty town no matter what you say You fooled me