[00:00.000]How many brothers do I know on Rikers Island?[00:02.719]One, two, three, four, five (Yeah)[00:09.957]Count 'em up son[00:15.452]Count 'em up son[00:16.458]One, two, three, I'm losing count[00:21.956]One, two, three, four, five, count 'em up son[00:27.900]Yo, they just did a raid in my neighborhood[00:30.907]Guess they running out of field labor[00:33.160]Shaney from 6A, Mikey from 6B[00:35.907]Cells right next to each other so they still neighbors[00:38.913]If you're selling loosies or you're smoking weed[00:41.157]They send you off to college, they got everything you need[00:44.155]Three square meals and a place to bathe[00:46.908]Numbers on the rise, an entire race of slaves[00:49.656]Cops like recruiters trying to increase enrollment[00:52.405]Forget about that wife that you should be getting old with (Forget it)[00:55.154]Forget about them kids that you should be here to raise (Nah)[00:57.670]Legal aid told you that you could be here for days (Damn)[01:00.654]Didn't want to tell you that you're probably here for years[01:03.403]Look at all the numbers, you're surrounded by your peers[01:06.155]Dudes from your neighbourhood, some you went to school with[01:08.913]Cats you had beef with, other you was cool with (Cool with)[01:11.410]There's so many of us, I mean plenty of us[01:14.406]Cops rolled up, bag like twenty of us[01:17.409]**** laws and the probable caus[01:19.662]Search and seizure leave you out of your drawers, yeah (Wow)[01:23.338]Spread your cheeks, bend over, cough (Say what?)[01:25.996]Another false arrest with no remorse (Come on)[01:28.454]And tomorrow it's the same shit again[01:30.962]Hard to keep track of all the brothers going in[01:33.402]Count 'em[01:33.902]One, two, three, four, five[01:38.147]Count 'em up son[01:39.343]One, two, three, four, five[01:43.843]Count 'em up son[01:44.786]Bodies on the rise and going up some[01:47.298]Cries for all the lives getting stuck son[01:50.040]Count 'em[01:50.537]One, two, three, four, five[01:54.785]Count them up son[01:56.487]They always posted up in my neighborhood (Yeah)[01:59.649]Searching all through my neighbors' goods (C'mon)[02:01.899]**** with that little boy, I'ma catch a bi[02:04.163]Now get your ****ing hands off him copper, that's a ki[02:06.650]It was one hot summer day chillin' on the ave[02:09.405]The pig came through, ice grillin' on the ave[02:12.158]He got a death wish, but you know what that's about[02:14.915]Cause you're three, four, five, they gon' lay his ass out, now[02:18.157]Back to the street shit (Yeah), goons is goons and (Yeah)[02:20.652]Fools is fools and (Yeah) rules is rules but (What?)[02:23.649]There's principles even if you a sinner[02:25.902]That's the reason most of my people in the pen are ten up[02:28.904]'Cause one day you're up, next day you're down[02:31.651]Covered with a sheet, coppers hit him with a round (Round)[02:34.401]That's why I got a license to ill[02:36.162]And like two, three, four files nigga I'm licensed to kil[02:39.661]This is everyday life in the 'ville[02:41.873]Get money, get drunk, get high, throw dice in the 'ville[02:45.112]You ain't go'n kill a homie off and talk about me in the interview[02:48.371]"Yo, that's a female cop", Miss Piggy can get it too[02:51.126]One shot's for a crooked cop, raw deal[02:53.619]One more for Commissioner O'Neal (Blam!)[02:56.361]Stop locking us up, stop doing us wrong[02:59.114]We like two, three, four five million strong (Yeah)[03:02.128]One, two, three, four, five[03:06.379]Count 'em up son[03:07.367]One, two, three, four, five[03:12.113]Count 'em up son[03:13.116]Bodies on the rise and going up some[03:15.619]Cries for all the lives getting stuck son[03:18.119]Count 'em[03:18.860]One, two, three, four, five[03:23.114]Count them up son[03:24.072]One, two, three, four, five[03:28.518]I'm losing count[03:30.522]No matter what the sum, it's too big of an amount[03:35.021]One, two, three, four, five (One, two, three)[03:39.457]I'm losing count[03:40.649]One, two, three, four, five[03:43.399]No matter what the sum, it's too big of an amount (Yeah)