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Chill Rob G.

Ride the Rhythm

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Never feeling insignificant, I can make a differenceYou need an example, use this as a for instancePut your mouth on pause, put your brain in gearAlleyoops as a brass, raise your glass and cheerAs you get on your good foot, I hope that you never putYour trust in unjust suckas who disgustWays of getting paid by criminal meansThey`re having a sale on minimal dreamsDoomed to fail, they caught your tailYour butt`s in jail, you gets no bailThe scale was tipped, but you ain`t littleThere`s a rock and a hard place, you`re caught in the middleNeed a lawyer to litigate some legal dribbleNow you`re back on the streets like it ain`t no riddleHow ling will this last, you seem to love crimeToday you`re out here, tomorrow you do crimeWord is bond, armed your brain is youYo, the state is cold ready to prosecuteOh you think you`re smarter, the system`s olderThe ace has been dealt, you`re now the holderThe name is Chill Rob, there is a good GodMy rep is not scarred, I won`t commit fraudCan`t say I lied, there`s nothing to hideI say with much pride "Court is Now in Session"Friday night we out playing the cornerNot because we hoods, cause we wannaNo drugs being sold, we ain`t dirtyPolaroids in effect, watch the birdieTurned around, heard the sounds of sirensThe boys, they collared me, asked me where I`d beenI told them that I was right here all nightLooking at each other they smiled and said "All rightYou think you`re smart, you wanna be toughGet your ass in the car, you`re coming with us"I said "To where, for what? I ain`t guiltyMy name is Rob G., you just can`t milk me"Now I`m sitting in a courtroom all dayI claim I`m innocent but that`s what they all sayBut to my brothers lined up in the hallwayTake in the type of price I might have to payAnd finally the crime held jails meSeems I`m made to escape the dailyRoutine I`m too clean you got nothing on meArrest that sucker for being so cornyI`ll run the truth, make it plain and simpleGot popped by big shots as big as a pimpleSnatch him off the street drop him in the canChain him like an animal, forget he`s a manThis might be a little off of some to eatBut this is food for thought that I speakIf you can`t stand the heat, I think you know the restThis is live, not a test, court is in sessionIt`s a pity the way the city treats the poorI got congressmen counsilmen, tell me what are they forI write letters, or better, I even give them a callBut they kick back, cool out in my city hallI pay the tax, they max, but they ain`t passing offThey try to beat me, they treat me like they think that I`m softPure power, the hour is later than you thinkWhile they`re sleeping I`m creeping because I`m on the brinkOf insanity, vanity keeps my hygene cleanStop dissing, listen and you`ll know what I meanIt`s not mystery, history keeps repeating itselfI last longer, I`m stronger, my rhyme`s completing itselfI put the pen to the pad and let the words flowI put the mic to my mouth to make your mind growSo nighty nighty alrighty, I`m putting heads to bedYou sound tired you`re fired up over what I saidThere`s no stopping I`m cold dropping you toy boysNo bull, I`m hitting you with the dope noiseCourt is in session...

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