Trial Of The Century (Explicit)

Trial Of The Century (Explicit) - AZ

Just like a motion picture

Gun fire froze a ni**a

Compose the liquor caused me

To stager stumble over quicker

Duckin' low wit the four four

Tryin' to bust and blow

Empty out before the po

Po come bust the show

Sobered up knew it was

Beef but over what

Been in the cut escapin'

These streets they cold as f**k

Tuck my chain in rose to my

Feet no time for aimin'

Back arched all you saw was

Sparks niggas blazin'

One fell callin' for help

Heard him yell

My last shell tore through

His spine it's time to bail

It's slow motion dust in my

Clothes started boatin'

It's bizarre copin' my blood

Flowin' like the art of goshen

Thoughts racin' hit the

Corner slow pacin'

No destination it's up

North a ni**a facin'

If we all gonna die I'm prepared

To meet my maker

But before I touch that death bed

Feel I gotta see some paper

Keep my head to the sky

Won't let no one pull us down

Do whatever it takes 'cause

That's the breaks

Money make this world go 'round

I pleed innocent the love for

My freedom is infinite

Thoughts was intimate I mastered

The minds the mortal 10 percent

Self defense incarceration

Couldn't help repent

Caught in commotion at the

Time I felt it felt intense

Him or me it's misery

Through my memory

But mentally outcome wise

I feel no sympathy

You know the streets how some

Niggas could go for weeks

Rock you slow to sleep play you

For doe now you know it's beef

Know it's deep I live my life

On the creep

Tinted jeeps bulletproof coupes

Move mystique

Let him speak my dogg is innocent

It was my gats this cat named

Roberto it's certain

Desert ease in my skirts end

Let my ni**a live while I breed

Us up a kid face this little b**ch

No explanation speedy trial f**k

The extra waitin'

Hesitatin' they know the time a

Ni**a facin' so what's the verdict

If we all gonna die I'm prepared

To meet my maker

But before I touch that death bed

Feel I gotta see some paper

Keep my head to the sky won't let

No one pull us down

Do whatever it takes 'cause

That's the breaks

Money make this world go 'round

I feel ill inside though my life is

Still a ride

Some may criticize but it's a

Blessin' that I'm still alive

From all the smoke lit all the hoes

Hit all the cold sh*t

From comin' that close gettin'

My dome split

Spreaded out so much on my

Mind gotta let it out

To live and die for a cause I

Feel dead with out

Check my rap sheet no prior

Cases just some tech's beef

Charged with drunk drivin' once

But I was half sleep

Swervin' off of St Mark's and Burgan

In a rented suburban

I must have dozed when I was turnin'

But peep this I'm on trial now

No sign of weakness

No secrets just goin' to court

And I'm tryin' to beat this

A new don another score

Another new born been too long

Here's a dick jury for y'all to chew on

Order in the court order in the court

That's contempt of court

If we all gonna die I'm prepared

To meet my maker

But before I touch that death bed feel

I gotta see some paper

Keep my head to the sky

Won't let no one pull us down

Do whatever it takes 'cause

That's the breaks

Money make this world go 'round

If we all gonna die I'm prepared

To meet my maker

But before I touch that death bed feel

I gotta see some paper

Keep my head to the sky

Won't let no one pull us down

Do whatever it takes 'cause t

Hat's the breaks

Money make this world go 'round

If we all gonna die