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Tell It to the Judge

Cold Hard, WildStyle, Kilo and Neverless

You all are being charged with

Kidnapping, aggravated assault

Armed robbery, money launderingDope slanging and gang banging

And all that other type a shit

That I can't believe

Tell me, do you think you're guiltyLook here your honor

My life was full of broken dreams

I had to hustle on the corner

Selling crack to the fiendsDope slanger, gang banger

Shit, had to be it

Give the hoes a break up quick

A pimp I was born to beThe hoes was bringing me liquor

And the fiends was calling me God

My connection was the government

They gave me the jobI was slanging on the block

Two for ten, after dark

Pump blasted two springs dead

All you heard was blows barredWe was slanging them automatics

Fuck them niggas that tried to jack

Rags to riches told the bitches

Motherfucker I'm a maniacMy case is a nowhere

'Cause my lawyer's got a grudge

Fuck it, I'm guilty

Suck my dick judgeHey I'm sorry to become

What a motherfucker became

It was the way that I was raised

In this motherfucking gameTry to tame myself

But it wasn't no help

Hell yeah a nigga snapped

Had to keep my fucking repMaking gosh darn niggas step

Always trying to test me

Cause I'm a big old shorty

When I upped her thingIt weren't no game

Playing with this shit's got me horny

When I was just a little boy

Played with hoes instead of toysFuck what a motherfucker say

I'm going to drink my banging choice

'Cause I wasn't one a them ones bitch

I grew up a lunaticHad to have my snap so I jack

So I roll with a big ol' ass clik

Know how WildStyle, Kilo, Never

Beat the system did it cleverAll this shit that we endured

Tryin' to tell it to the judgeComing up in this game

Was a bogus generation

Living life just to bang

Just to slang's my occupationTryin' to make it some way

And it don't matter cause my attitude

And visions the same

So you can tell it to the judge dudeComing up in this game

Was a bogus generation

Living life just to bang

Just to slang's my occupationTryin' to make it some way

And it don't matter cause my attitude

And visions the same

So you can tell it to the judge dudeNow as a young buck in the hood

It was hard to get by hard to make it

Had to make a way anyway I could

So I had to take itAnd it drove me to a point

That I had my mind on bustin'

Caught up in the lifestyle of a thug

Guess it was up in the bloodNiggas try to play me bogus shit

Nigga roll you know I'm slick

Rolling with a bogus clik

So nigga just kill that shitRan up in the nigga's crib

Didn't think that he was gonna live

Pull the trig, heard him scream

But he didn't die 'cause he was a fiendStrung on dope

And the nigga ran his mouth

And now I'm locked up

Looking up out the windowAin't no window and it's fucked up

Could it be that I had a grudge

Couldn't show him no fucking love

Caught a case, face to face

Had to tell it to the judgeYeah you caught me now

But I already went to hell and back

For my life as a gang banger

Standing out in the coldAnd I can't slanga

Never thought I'd live this long

Went to sit in a room by myself

Having thoughts of all the thingsThat I've lost in the world

Thinking I'm getting close to death

But now I'm having flashbacks

And I can't get no freedomNever had no pot to piss in

Nobody to help me out, so a nigga sin

Robbing bitches broke and dumb

Couldn't read and write to oneGats you never trust

Snatching chains from the back of the bus

And it ain't no thing for me to pop a bitch

I broke my shit to the left and killedArms, legs, legs, arms, head

Forgive me for my damn sin

Now I'm facing double life

But life ain't long enough punkCause that's to the bodies in my trunk

Now I got to face the judgeComing up in this game

Was a bogus generation

Living life just to bang

Just to slang's my occupationTryin' to make it some way

And it don't matter cause my attitude

And visions the same

So you can tell it to the judge dudeComing up in this game

Was a bogus generation

Living life just to bang

Just to slang's my occupationTryin' to make it some way

And it don't matter cause my attitude

And visions the same

So you can tell it to the judge dudeWhile I reach my verdict

You're all being sentenced

To life in prison

With no obligation of parole

Get 'em outta here guards

Get 'em outta my face

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