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Luniz – Plead Guilty lyrics

(in*the background) Man*

that's all he gets is a year man hell, nah (Yukmouth!

*rambling) Hey*

what's, all this Hey?? stop all this confusion Hey. Order!! in the Court
You're.... guilty (man!!

*talking) No*

I'm not guilty you're, guilty Law. makers Politicians. Business. men The.
police You. don't see no black folks dropping packages out of Airplanes
You. don't see none of that You're. the reason why I'm, a Criminal
You're. the reason why I'm, The.... Ice Cream Man Verse.

1 (Knumskull) *I*

spent, hella time on the block late An,
I feel safe as, long as I can shoot the glock straight So,
come Get,
the greenery Rush,
to the bank collect yo doe Make,
sho you got yo bucks in yo hand 'cause, the man (be,
comin around the mountian when he come )!That's
a rigg up I,
rather swallow my yay an, s titslugs F,
k**task it's, a must I bubble So,
many rocks in my jaw I feel like Barney Rubble I,
got my pager, An,
my bus, pass Grab,
my Avion water juss incase I had to dust task It,
was about four otha ni z***on the spot grindin One,
was on my team smokin hamps an poppin leads (knock,
on weed n anusf, k**that knock on weed you, got a twenty )??Gave
up two ten's an a bump 'cause I had plenty Not,
even knowin what I juss did Put,
the money in my pocket an headed back to the crib Got,
a tingle on my d k**feelin bad Looked,
up an seen task cars comin at me So,
I bounced through a buildin lost all my cash Swallowed,
my rocks ditched, my pager I'm, haulin a Then**,
found myself by Blyman's house Thinkin,
about juice Hit,
the turf sky, out Through,
the roof But,
that plan was cancelled Betta,
give up Betta,
throw yo hands up Here,
comes the man The,
gloves on the other hand Got,
on my knees Crossed,
my legs Then,
threw up my hands One,
of them yelled "Bitch hit the deck "!!Kevin,
Reese grabbed the stick an almost broke my neck I'm,
handcuffed on the ground wit a foot in my back Then,
they asked me "Hey where the fuck our money at "??!!Now,
I'm stressin 'cause the dogs right beside me They,
took me down so that the under could identify me You,
got the right one bay-Bee Shot!!
me downtown Threw,
me in a cell that's drivin me crazy So,
they booked me Walked,
me through the court door Stripped,
me down An,
gave me some drawls the next n anuswore I'm,
in my pad makin phone calls So,
I can post bail Go,
home An,
then put on my own drawls Got,
in touch wit my n anusYuk What's,
up fool I??!!,
got a quarter ounce hidden in the cut Snatch,
it up Get,
it off Come,
an get me Before,
I go back to court an they judge can get wit me 'cause,
the D-A Was,
talkin nonsense at my arraignment An,
think she's still talkin the same s titThey,
try an keep me Locked,
up for a grip An,
my public defender ain't sayin s titThe!!,
deal is zero to twenty-eight days That,
s titis filthy Now!!,
they got a n anuspleadin gulity (Chorus).

*I*

ain't did nuthin wrong Why,
should I plead guilty They??,
caught me wit no work But,
they claim that we was filthy I,

ain't did nuthin wrong Why,
should I plead guilty They??,
caught me wit no work But,
they claim we doin dirt Verse.

2 (Yukmouth) *It's*

like sixteen fiends get they welfare checks No,
po-po a 4-0 an some bomb An,
I'll be there when it comes to collect No,
po-po a 4-0 an some bomb Rolled,
up Know,
what Don't,
give a f k**what ya do Grama,
thought I was a goodie two-shoes But,
I was too true Now,
fools holla out the window like Rapunzel Give,
the caulk up rock, up an, chop up my bundle So,
Through,
the back pack Gimme,
the crack sack 9,
mill gat An,
don't grind on any turf that I'm buildin scratch at Jack,
pot I,
spot a hundred a sixty-fifth fiends buyin cream By,
the fifty grip but that's come tricky s titIt's,
tricky They!!,
wanna get me rigg, me on the pavement An,
Ripley's won't believe they had the n anuswit me on survailance Bring,
heat to, meet two But,
I can see through The,
fake a wannass be true like R2-D2 Bounce,
so I can start the Operation Stackola Yukmouth,
about, Wit,
a whole ounce of crackola Stash,
the ounce Grab,
a count I,
holds down nobody, out like, Ok... By,
the window then, I threw my dope down An,
frowned That's,
when I looked suspicious They,
bust a you-ey now I'm hurdlin fences like Olympics Wit,
hella sweat on my forehead Mo,
feds Jumpin,
off the roof top To,
lock my a up** like Tupac Captured,
I,
see you in the bushes young b d*****Don't,
say s titCome,
out before I blast ya Ok!!,
I, quit Ahaha!

Bob! check, him (I,give up man) no, dope on him no, man well, You're
still goin downtown potna (chorus)!!

*



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