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lirik lagu crucial conflict – tell it to the judge

cold hard, wildstyle, kilo and neverless
you all are being charged with
kidnapping, aggravated -ssault
armed robbery, money laundering

dope slanging and gang banging
and all that other type a sh-t
that i can’t believe
tell me, do you think you’re guilty

look here your honor
my life was full of broken dreams
i had to hustle on the corner
selling crack to the fiends

dope slanger, gang banger
sh-t, had to be it
give the hoes a break up quick
a pimp i was born to be

the hoes was bringing me liquor
and the fiends was calling me god
my connection was the government
they gave me the job

i was slanging on the block
two for ten, after dark
pump blasted two springs dead
all you heard was blows barred

we was slanging them automatics
f-ck them n-gg-s that tried to jack
rags to riches told the b-tches
motherf-cker i’m a maniac

my case is a nowhere
’cause my lawyer’s got a grudge
f-ck it, i’m guilty
suck my d-ck judge

hey i’m sorry to become
what a motherf-cker became
it was the way that i was raised
in this motherf-cking game

try to tame myself
but it wasn’t no help
h-ll yeah a n-gg- snapped
had to keep my f-cking rep

making gosh darn n-gg-s step
always trying to test me
cause i’m a big old shorty
when i upped her thing

it weren’t no game
playing with this sh-t’s got me h-rny
when i was just a little boy
played with hoes instead of toys

f-ck what a motherf-cker say
i’m going to drink my banging choice
’cause i wasn’t one a them ones b-tch
i grew up a lunatic

had to have my snap so i jack
so i roll with a big ol’ -ss clik
know how wildstyle, kilo, never
beat the system did it clever

all this sh-t that we endured
tryin’ to tell it to the judge

coming up in this game
was a bogus generation
living life just to bang
just to slang’s my occupation

tryin’ to make it some way
and it don’t matter cause my att-tude
and visions the same
so you can tell it to the judge dude

coming up in this game
was a bogus generation
living life just to bang
just to slang’s my occupation

tryin’ to make it some way
and it don’t matter cause my att-tude
and visions the same
so you can tell it to the judge dude

now 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 it

and 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 blood

n-gg-s try to play me bogus sh-t
n-gg- roll you know i’m slick
rolling with a bogus clik
so n-gg- just kill that sh-t

ran up in the n-gg-‘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 fiend

strung on dope
and the n-gg- ran his mouth
and now i’m locked up
looking up out the window

ain’t no window and it’s f-cked up
could it be that i had a grudge
couldn’t show him no f-cking love
caught a case, face to face
had to tell it to the judge

yeah you caught me now
but i already went to h-ll and back
for my life as a gang banger
standing out in the cold

and i can’t slanga
never thought i’d live this long
went to sit in a room by myself
having thoughts of all the things

that 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 freedom

never had no pot to p-ss in
n-body to help me out, so a n-gg- sin
robbing b-tches broke and dumb
couldn’t read and write to one

gats you never trust
sn-tching chains from the back of the bus
and it ain’t no thing for me to pop a b-tch
i broke my sh-t to the left and killed

arms, legs, legs, arms, head
forgive me for my d-mn sin
now i’m facing double life
but life ain’t long enough punk

cause that’s to the bodies in my trunk
now i got to face the judge

coming up in this game
was a bogus generation
living life just to bang
just to slang’s my occupation

tryin’ to make it some way
and it don’t matter cause my att-tude
and visions the same
so you can tell it to the judge dude

coming up in this game
was a bogus generation
living life just to bang
just to slang’s my occupation

tryin’ to make it some way
and it don’t matter cause my att-tude
and visions the same
so you can tell it to the judge dude

while 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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