Cruisinand' for a bruisinand' iand'm talkinand' no crap
pipe bomb in my trunk got a nine in my lap
iand'm layinand' for a sprayinand' tonight thereand's no playinand'
my posseand's most strapped tonight the crewand's weighinand'
dust is burninand' the steering wheeland's turninand'
iand'm out a week iand'm already earninand'
suckers crossed tonight itand's their loss
payback time boy lifeand's the cost
gauges out the window one lay cross the roof
they all die if those suckers ainand't bullet proof
iand'm rollinand' death tollinand',of course the carand's stolen
but iand'm blind to whatand's wrong,all i want is whatand's golden
a fool in a fight,too dumb to know right
fuckinand' blue light-readand'em their rights
Drama (x4)
Copped an alias bailed out in an hour or less
i keep a bank for that donand't know about the rest
copped another piece,hit the dark streets
rollinand' once again,fuck the damn police
called up my friend joe, a roof job pro,459 on his mind car stereos
he said the spot was sleep,he cased the joint a week
3 a.m. on the dot inside we creep
got alpines,fishes,jvcand's,
motorola phones,sony color tvand's
had the hide packed up till we heard freeze
fuckinand' blue lights-readand'em their rights
Drama (x4)
4 in the morning,lights in my face
thatand's the time,you know the place
cuffed in the room with the two-way glass
detects in effect cold dogginand' my ass
andquot;whatand's your date of birth?andquot;...andquot;whatand's your real name?andquot;
i stuck to my alias,i know the game
if they donand't know who you are,then they donand't know what youand've done
andquot;youand're just makinand' this harder on yourself,sonandquot;
i know this shit by heart,iand'm too clever
andquot;have you ever been arrested before?andquot;
andquot;nope,neverandquot;
da reject all over his face
you see no confession,no case
then my boy started illinand',talkinand' and tellinand'
son of a bitch-he was a snitch
Drama (x6)
Under i went,i caught a case and half
he dropped the mallet,then the judge laughed
now iand'm in the penzo,chillinand' like a real pro
i canand't move until the man says go
a puppet of the big game,an institutional thing
i wouldnand't be here if i fed my brain
got knowledge from school books,instead of street crooks
now all i get is penitentiary hard looks
the joint is like an oven of caged heat
youand're just a number,another piece of tough meat
killers and robbers are all you great
act soft you will get beat
on death row they got their own hot seat
for those who feel that they are truly elite
the last thing you seeand's a priest
the lights dim-your life ends
Drama
