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187, gang related, I'm accused |
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And after every court date my face is on the news |
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They say I wrote a song about a murder |
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I maintain my innocence, it's nothing but a coincidence |
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I'll admit it looks kind of shadey |
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From the outside looking in |
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The situation is serious but people don't comprehend |
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I was 17 years young back in '92 |
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Facing 25 to life for something I didn't do |
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My song is supposed to be a big admission on my part |
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And they're using the lyrics against me when my trial gets ready to start |
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My songs are being misinterpritated |
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It ain't nothing but the D.A. trying to prove premeditated |
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They've got X-Raided stuck, majorly crossed up |
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The D.A. got a fucked up witness and my lawyer is a dump truck |
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I've been sitting in the county, three years have already went by |
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They're pressuring my Locs, trying to get them to testify |
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Snitching ain't no joke, it's hazardous to your health |
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When you point one finger at me, you're pointing three back at yourself |
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My homies got convicted for murder in the first degree |
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Ain't no doubt about it, they'll try to do worse to me |
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They take me in the court room in front of an all white jury |
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With the family looking me with barely concealed fury |
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My lawyer standing next to me, prepared to represent |
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And help me get convicted cause to him |
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I'm guilty till proven innocent... |
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Why they trying to give me deuce-5 to life? |
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They trying to give me 25 to life cause I'm guilty till proven innocent... |
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I open up the front page of the Sacramento Bee |
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And read the article that Dan McGrath wrote about me |
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He has his own opinion and it's his job to write it |
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I say he's being biased and completly one sided |
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The media write their stories for the public to consume |
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And any chance I have of getting a fair trial in Sac is doomed |
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Any potential jurors mind is being contaminated |
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From reading all the bull they wrote about X-Raided |
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I never told anybody to go out kill somebody's folks |
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And blaming it all on me and |
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A song I wrote is a complete joke |
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They're looking for a move but they're looking in the dark |
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Putting a noose around my neck and a bullet in my heart |
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Just because I'm capable of killing doesn't mean I kill |
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And just because I'm capable of killing doesn't mean I will |
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I wish they all knew, how can I make you feel me? |
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X-Raided didn't do it but I've gotta ride cause I'm guilty till proven innocent... |
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Why they trying to give me deuce-5 to life? |
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They trying to give me 25 to life cause I'm guilty till proven innocent... |
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I'm knowing I'm going to end up in the pen |
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Fighting my appeal and hoping that I win |
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It's me and Baby Bread fighting this fucked up case |
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Like Dooney and B-Dub trying to get these years erased |
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In Sac there ain't no love when you're from the Garden Blocc |
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Maniac, C-Mooney, Baby Snake and Lil' Venom already got washed |
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I'm trying to keep my head up but my load is getting heavy |
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It makes me want to do like Sicx: take some Tylenol and get it over with |
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But instead I just maintain and do everything to keep my composure |
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Representing the Blocc to the fullest and riding like a soldier |
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I told you fools the X-Loc ain't going out like the average |
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I didn't kill your folks but if you run up then I gotta loc up like a savage |
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On that ass, bitch, it ain't nothing personal thang, it's just about survival |
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And I'm going to be 125 years old before I die |
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If I can help it |
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You made your threats and I felt it but I ain't dead yet |
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So you niggas talking about |
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What you're going to do when you see me |
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I'll be on the weights, wearing state boots and a beanie |
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I wish I didn't have to be this way but it's reality |
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So I'm strapped based on the fact |
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I'm guilty till proven innocent... |
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Why they trying to give me deuce-5 to life? |
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They trying to give me 25 to life |
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Cause I'm guilty till proven innocent... |