Wrong Place (LP版)

Wrong Place (LP版) - Del The Funkee Homosapien

I writes rhymes for rehearsal but first chill

I gotta little story to tell ya

How I almost caught a bad one

Add one to the list of two thousand an' one

Stupid things to do

I had crew when they stepped at a party

Hardly even known I own a Smith & Wesson

But it's restin' at home in a shoe box

They see crews jock

So they wanna step an' take the rep I got

I said “Wait a second check inside my coat for a shank”

They must be imaginin' that I'm money in the bank

They'll get spanked 'cause I'm not the ni**a

I got bigga brothers waiting in the bushes to mush kids

I talk when I wanna talk never silence

Violence erupts when I clown ya catch a beat down ya

'Cause I never back away from niggas

Even if you gotta pistol I dare ya pull the trigga

But that's suicide either you must die

Or I must so why bust me 'Cause I'm guilty

Of being in the wrong place at the wrong time

Comin' at ya in the wrong state of mind

I'm now in a hurry a pow when a flurry

Of bullets come speedin' by I needn't die

I gotta make tracks an' take back my words

I eat 'em 'cause everybody knows I didn't beat 'em

Being in the wrongplace at the wrong time

At the wrong time

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Being in the wrongplace at the wrong time

I'm out on the town I don't frown at people

'Cause they tend to get offended an' then the heat will

Be on my a** I got class never out of line

'Cause I'm standin' here without a nine

Pistols I wish will not blast me

Taz be circlin' corners lookin' for Warners

You know the Brothers me an' you

We didn't do sh*t but we get hassled because we crew

An' we rollin' this is my car it isn't stolen

I hope you catch a slug straight in your colon

When ya walkin' the beat I bet ya gotta sh*t

Hangin' up in ya closet f**k this law sh*t

But there is two laws to follow you know

There is laws of the city an' the laws of the ghetto

I go to clubs with a smile on my face

Just in case niggas look an' wanna whyle in the place

'Cause of jealousy Del is me only me

Niggas walkin' in poppin' sh*t that's who the phonies be

Peep it one night an' you'll see it is quite clear

Since we all know now that's why we're

Never in the wrongplace at the wrong time

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Damn I hate cops I need to bust they chops

Always gettin' props for the niggas they pop

Peep I smoke w**d get w**ded 'cause I need it

To calm my nerves before a pig get bleeded

I got busted for less than a gram of hash

They wanna cram my a** in the slammer

That punk po-po

Bringin' back hash from Amsterdam is a no-no

I didn't know they would catch me punk mutt fetch me

Stretched me out at Customs gotta bust 'em

I can't call it they found it in my wallet

Now Customs got me an' I just can't stall it

I wish they would leave me alone

Dog lookin' at me like 'Feed me a bone'

He might bite me very likely

They had to strike me with a fine or time

I said fine mines was 500 bones

For a gram of hash my mind was blown

Come back to Michigan so we can pitch again

Federal offense now I better go and convince the judge

Being in the wrongplace at the wrong time

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