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You know I never was no choir boy 
Ya folks got a  gang of priors 
Maybe that's why the one time's be triflin 
Tryin to give a young nigga thirty five to life 
When I ain't even done nothin wrong  off icer 
I have no in fo to offer ya 
He asked my name  so I came off the brain 
Told him  "I'm John Doe and this is my hoe Jane" 
He said  "Smart mouth nigga  don't make me do ya" 
Put my thumbprint in his high tech computer 
My name came back with a warrant, felo-nies 
Now they got me down-town, spread my anus 
Buttock, I'm like, "What the FUCK is it now?" 
He said, "You robbed a liquor store; we know where, when and how" 
It's foul, they got a nigga to' up from the, flo' up 
My mom, in the courtroom lookin like she bout to throw up 
It's a strong armed robbery, strapped in the commision 
at my pre-trial conference, D.A. had a proposition 
He said if I lose at trial I'd get the ? with the L on top 
but take the deal he'd give me five with havin most of the charges 
dropped 
Hopped on the deal quicker than blast, and said 
"I admit that, but two and a half ain't bad I got getback" 
They sentenced me to five, two I gotta bring 
It's only strike one swing, batta batta swing 
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It's one-eight-seven on the D.A., cause they 
ain't tryin to give a young motherfucker no leeway 
Yes yes... y'all 
One-eight-seven on the whole courtroom, motherfuck em all 
You better swing, batta batta swing 
Cause once you get your third felony, your fifty years you gotta bring 
It's a deadly game of baseball 
So when they try to pull you over 
1 - shoot em in the face y'all 
2 - shoot em in his face y'all 
3 - take em on a chase y'all 
Fresh out the pen, unrehabili-tated 
Doin hella good, and my P.O. hates it 
Hates Dick, she's a dyke lesbian bitch 
Can't wait to violate for me for some petty ass shit 
I gotta get a job, so I'm fillin out applications 
Fightin the temptation, to slang nightshift, uhh 
Minimum wage don't get it, five bucks a hour 
don't cut it, man I ain't widdit 
So fuck it, I went and struck it rich, on the dope sack 
My homie gave me two, and told me to bring a fo' back 
Now it's time for me to start havin thangs 
I flips me a Coupe and painted it candy-apple green 
It gleams, clear coat sprayed on thickly 
Fools out to get me cause my shit is lookin sticky 
I'm at the club and I can feel them suckers scopin 
I'm knowin they plottin on me, but I'm still hopin 
that they won't fry me, unless they wanna die 
They will be, drippin more blood, than Mrs. Simpson was 
Sho' nuff, ain't no bluff, here them suckers come 
Got me reachin up under the panel to handle the forty-four caliber 
gun, uhh 
Spun his ass around with one of the fat Magnum rounds 
Got him on the ground makin funny sounds, ohh 
I got a problem, witnesses ten 
Positive identifa-cation 
Chorus 
On swoll in the pen, cellmates with X-Raided 
Now I'm on parole, five years later 
The Bo loc is ready to have me a ball 
Fuck my P.O., I'm goin AWOL 
And you all can suck this dick, I'm sick 
and tired of goin through all this bitch-made shit 
I got two strikes right now as we speak, and peep 
I'm not bout to let you motherfuckers do, me 
I'm petty with a prior, will buy your fate 
With Wilson in the office, you gets no date 
So I'm putting all my belongings on Greyhound bus #22 
Bound to another state, me and my crew 
Unpacked my shit, stacked my grip 
California and Pete Wilson can suck my dick! 
And if you didn't already know, that you couldn't 
trust his ass, just look how he did Polly Klass 
Used her death, and her family's name 
so he can yank more votes, and political fame 
It's a shame, that I'm the one they say is a monster 
Juvenile delinquent, steppin out of sync with 
but FUCK THAT, I ain't goin out, like a punk 
That ain't my style, rip him from his asscrack 
to hit nutsacks now, they wanna kill a nigga 
like me I blast one blast two that's strike three 
Chorus

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