White House (do Your Own Time) Lyrics - Bride

He wore a 4-piece he's doin' all day 

He had put on Front Street: plenty to say 

Started with a Bullet: started buggin' out 

Now he's Red Tag: Confine to a cell. 

There was a blanket party There was a lock down 

Somebody was Stitched up: Blood In, Blood Out 

The Hooch: got deep the mainline squeezed 

Fence parole rabbit drowned in his ink 

Taking it to the Square: Bumpin his Gums: 

The rev was called to clear the air up some 

Don't mean nothin' don't mean a thing 

CON SOFOS (Twice as bad back at you) L.W.O.P. 

If you can't Make Paper: prepare for pay back 

He had been debriefed he was courting out 

Started with the moan and grown, ended with the clicks 

Phones off the hook lifers in the bricks 

Lean and Lurch here comes the church 

On the one crew trying to feed me the word 

Then it just happened like a house tossing 

Who says it's fair Due Processing 

Here's the righteous here's the holy 

The redeemed of the Lord and godly 

This is reality this is carnality 

This is life. Life is a felony 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time 

Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time 

Rest your neck kick the deck 

Find peace within your head 

When you press the bunk the shakedown comes 

It's best to know Jesus what he has done 

Of all the kings that have ever reigned 

All the priest that have ever prayed 

All the men elected president 

Of all the armies that's walked on land 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time 

Do your own time - Do your own time - Do your own time 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ 

He took the form of a servant became flesh and blood 

Got the prize of the poor got dragged through the mud 

Let me give you a hook down Jesus was a walkalone 

Smoke on the horizon the King's sittin' on the throne 

He pardoned my sins he acquitted and forgave 

I was a dead man walking to the sting of the grave 

An exchange took place I was granted freedom 

Don't need no governer with his twisted reason 

Not by works or my own righteousness 

Cause I wear filthy rags and I just can't brag 

Comes by grace the measure of faith 

Crucified the rebel that had been enslaved 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

From the White House to the Church House 

From the School House to the court House 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ 

My Life - Love christ