Cell Block A Poem by William Mowell

I spit out rhymes left and right
Make you look for the light

You haven't played this game
I'll make you feel ashamed

Slap the shit out ya
Make the crowd go ahhhh

Leave ya laying on the floor
While I'll be headed for the door

Teach you a lesson bout this redneck
Make it look like you were in a car wreck

Roll snake eyes with your body
I don't give a shit your a Leprade

Names don't mean shit when your in here
Fear street ain't nothing to play with dear

These cell bars only hold you in
Pop ya neck and the story is fin