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Ain't No Sunshine

This song is by East Side Cult and appears on the television soundtrack Oz (2001).

This song is a cover of "Ain't No Sunshine" by Bill Withers.
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Ain't No Sunshine
Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
Dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in cryin'
Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
These dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in you cryin'

Breakin' the door, while them guards lookin' the other way
Rapings and murders, man, this shit take place every day
It's a livin' hell in this jail, males attracted to males
Loud screams and yells comin' from a cell on block twelve
You can't show em' ya scared, nigga, if ya do, ya dead
They the first to rip off a side of a bitch nigga head
Now I'm sleepin' on my back with my boots on in my bed
See a nigga got stuck and the guard just stood there while he bled
And as the chicken died, I was thinkin' 'bout his mama
And who gon' break the news of how he got caught in the drama
Can't trust the white ones, the black ones, the Puerto Ricans or the Mexicans
Gotta turn my toothbrush into a sharp blade for my protection
And I'm-a stick it deep in the flesh of that nigga who test
Put him to rest, and leave him in a red mess
It's a whole 'nother world behind this wall, don't come down here
I see ya slip, ya better straighten up before ya fall

Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
Dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in cryin'
Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
These dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in you cryin'

Dear mama, I'm writing ya from the state pen
I'm in this hole again, denied for parole once again
See, in here, it ain't no friends, it's do or ya die
Shank or get shanked, at night, grown men cry
Madder than a fuck, 'cause they trapped by the state
Conversations 'bout suicide, cryin' to his roommate
And roommate the next one that got this nigga swingin'
Damn, from a rope by his neck hangin'
I got to thinkin' about death in all kinds of ways
Pull a nigga shank up in this bitch, I'm goin' the other way
The only thing I can look forward to is death
And at the rate I'm goin'. I got too many years left
That's why I be actin' up, 'cause I be crackin' up
Layin' in a stiff ass bed, in a cell with hard lead
This type of shit'll make a weak nigga turn gay
Promise to split ya dome if ya look at me the wrong way

Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
Dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in cryin'
Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
These dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in you cryin'

Whatcha gonna do when them lights go out, nigga
Whatcha gonna do when them fights break out, nigga
Whatcha gonna do when them fools start riotin'
Is you gon' be fightin' like a man or hidin'
Whatcha' gonna do when you approached with that gay shit
Go in his grill or get punked and don't say shit
If you a man, you gon' stand, understand what I'm sayin'
From the streets to the cell, for survival's what I'm prayin'

Every time I turn around I'm starin' at a cop
Pig circlin' my block, tryin' to catch me with rocks
Whether it's rain, snow, sleet or shine, I'm out on the grind
Niggas yell, "Hoody hoo," when they see one time
Man, these streets fucked up, 'cause these crackers playin' this
Now I'm spinnin' every day, takin' these penitentiary chances
I'm a straight up hustler, so I can do nothin' but advise you
Don't get caught out on this grind, 'cause these crackers gon' find you

Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
These dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in me cryin'
Behind my eyes, ain't no sunshine
These dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in you cryin'

(Ad-Libs)

Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
Dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in cryin'
Behind these walls, ain't no sunshine
These dirty crackers, steady scratchin' niggas off the grind
Ho, you can't do the time, then don't do the crime
You got to handle yours like a man, I'm-a handle mine
Ain't no use in you cryin'

(Ad-libs)
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