415

Court In The Street

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( *DJ Daryl cuts up* )(Punk police)(they can`t get none)[ D-Loc ]D-Loc`s the name, I got a thang against policeNigga, I`m straight from the streetsFuck a punk in a blue suitWanna get em up, let`s go, but I just might blast youIn this game the rules is you loseDuck to the side but you still get choosedIf I miss, shit, you ain`t saveMy homeboy Rich kicks up the backfire[ Richie Rich ]So on the first note I`m steppin off like thisA brother only gets through life if he`s seriousGivin ain`t shit, but see, takin is a methodEven if you use a weaponYou see, the law ain`t straight, so why follow itI`d rather have you give me some poison and say `swallow it`But now fuck that, I`m much sharperI eat and shit too, but I`m much darkerSo on the strenght of my color I get pushed and harassedTaken to jail with no questions askedIt`s sort of like apartheid, there`s no peaceWe`re holdin court in the streets( *DJ Daryl cuts up* )(Punk police)(Better luck out suckers)[ Richie Rich ]As a positive gangster with the motive to move on the TownUzis greased, ski masks pulled downAnd when it`s time to move I roll a bucketSo if I kill up shit, fuck itI`m up outta there, it`s time to hit me a fenceDitch my gat and get a room at the SixPenceShower and change to get up out of the blackAnd then I`m backI`m in the streets again, I read a paperThat says: At largeA killer with a helluva chargeHis name was Richie RichHis motive - to start shitYou got a gat and badge, I`m not duckinFuck the Klans, the Kluin and the KluckinYou see, I know that shit, I`m not a dummyAnd when they get me down to the station and try to run meI cold got a alias that will never ever failYou say that it does, then I will quickly post bailThen back to the streets to get my money on and popThrow away the tickets and say `fuck the cops`Am I goin to court? Hell nah, you serious?Man, I`m gettin furiousCause the way things look we`ll never have peaceI`m holdin court in the street( *DJ Daryl cuts up* )(Punk police)[ D-Loc ]It ain`t easy in this time and ageSee, those are rough days, locked away in a muthafuckin cageNever will they catch a young brother like me againI`m gonna run until eternity endsFuck that, I`m not havin itIt don`t make sense cause it`s just dumb bullshitBe in court on a certain date and certain time?A nigga like me hits the borderlineI ain`t goin out like a suckerI strive too hard for mines, muthafuckaThink you can take what I built and break it down?Suprisize, you got a bullet in your crizzownCause I ain`t the one to be playedGettin paid is my prerogativeYou think not? Well, then think againThink about the shit that I talkBecause I don`t take shorts I just dust a muthafucka offCome up or run up on meBut when you step to the Locster, don`t come weakBe prepared for do or die, you lose your lifeCause when you`re fuckin with Loc, it ain`t nothin niceSo to the punk police I`m sayin this:Drop the gat and let`s get with itI ain`t trippin, we can`t have peaceYou wanna talk to me, let`s hold court in the streets

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