Chill Rob G

Court Is Now In Session
Never feeling insignificant, I can make a difference You need an example, use this as a for instance Put your mouth on pause, put your brain in gear Alleyoops as a brass, raise your glass and cheer As you get on your good foot, I hope that you never put Your trust in unjust suckas who disgust Ways of getting paid by criminal means They're having a sale on minimal dreams Doomed to fail, they caught your tail Your butt's in jail, you gets no bail The scale was tipped, but you ain't little There's a rock and a hard place, you're caught in the middle Need a lawyer to litigate some legal dribble Now you're back on the streets like it ain't no riddle How ling will this last, you seem to love crime Today you're out here, tomorrow you do crime Word is bond, armed your brain is you Yo, the state is cold ready to prosecute Oh you think you're smarter, the system's older The ace has been dealt, you're now the holder The name is Chill Rob, there is a good God My rep is not scarred, I won't commit fraud Can't say I lied, there's nothing to hide I say with much pride "Court is Now in Session" Friday night we out playing the corner Letras de cancionesNot because we hoods, cause we wanna No drugs being sold, we ain't dirty Polaroids in effect, watch the birdie Turned around, heard the sounds of sirens The boys, they collared me, asked me where I'd been I told them that I was right here all night Looking at each other they smiled and said "All right You think you're smart, you wanna be tough Get your ass in the car, you're coming with us" I said "To where, for what? I ain't guilty My name is Rob G., you just can't milk me" Now I'm sitting in a courtroom all day I claim I'm innocent but that's what they all say But to my brothers lined up in the hallway Take in the type of price I might have to pay And finally the crime held jails me Seems I'm made to escape the daily Routine I'm too clean you got nothing on me Arrest that sucker for being so corny I'll run the truth, make it plain and simple Got popped by big shots as big as a pimple Snatch him off the street drop him in the can Chain him like an animal, forget he's a man This might be a little off of some to eat But this is food for thought that I speak If you can't stand the heat, I think you know the rest This is live, not a test, court is in session It's a pity the way the city treats the poor I got congressmen counsilmen, tell me what are they for I write letters, or better, I even give them a call But they kick back, cool out in my city hall I pay the tax, they max, but they ain't passing off They try to beat me, they treat me like they think that I'm soft Pure power, the hour is later than you think While they're sleeping I'm creeping because I'm on the brink Of insanity, vanity keeps my hygene clean Stop dissing, listen and you'll know what I mean It's not mystery, history keeps repeating itself I last longer, I'm stronger, my rhyme's completing itself I put the pen to the pad and let the words flow I put the mic to my mouth to make your mind grow So nighty nighty alrighty, I'm putting heads to bed You sound tired you're fired up over what I said There's no stopping I'm cold dropping you toy boys No bull, I'm hitting you with the dope noise Court is in session... From Letras Mania