Текст песни Inspectah Deck f Killa Sin, Kool G. Rap - Framed
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[Inspectah Deck]I represent myself and my own defenseInnocent by reason of no evidencePlus they`re tryin` pick the punishment the judge insistsMy fingerprints were traced back to six gun clipsCop witness, who try and testify on my clickHe on the payroll that`s why I got my prior dismissedThis is framework, somehow they got ahold of my flickThe night in question, I was restin` home with my chickThen the spot was blown, cops rushed in, shots were blownI jetted out the lab with socks and boxers onUndercover chased me down for three weeksHe ceased to interrogate like I might speakBut no, I won`t tell ya who I work forAnd no, I won`t tell ya who the work`s forYou can hit me with the book, brick, hammer and allI dig a tunnel or just scale the jailhouse wallYour honor..[Chorus: unknown reggae artist]True me ???Dem a see me push weight and dem claim dem see me, dem try frame meBut me nah snitch, they try and test me me bust my clipMe on de blunts all de time and de gyal dem a wineTrue dem Rebel I and I, we bust down de signTry frame me but nah me nah snitchThey try test me me bust my clip[Kool G. Rap]They got me framed, locked and chainedCuz some lame on the block was slainCops came but I ain`t pop a flameHear me ya honor? I ain`t dropped a thingI was cuffed, they told me that somebody dropped my nameAnd the time they tryin` to match me with is not the sameI was knocked from 8:00 to the time the shot went rangWhen I woke up, I smoked up and watched the gameThen I laid up with my bitch and got rocked with brainRelease me from this Elymer Fudd shit, the glove don`t fitToo tall for the cop description and slugs don`t fitHe was hit with a nine right? I bust slugs with a fifthYou got any of my D.N.A. or blood up in this bitch?I`m not the guy aligned to fall, this not my crime at allYou lock me up, I`m climbin` the wallYou want me scapegoat, so stay close, alliance will callWith some grimy niggas schemin` on the shines in the hallFuck that, you and the D.A. spit-shine our ballsYou can catch up with me some other time, from mines to yours[Chorus][Killa Sin]Come on a plea bargain for what, your honor?Nah yo I ain`t do shit, the only thing I`m coppin` is a new whipThe night it happened I was lampin` at a deuce flick with two chicksKim and Chris, we guzzle Cris` on some Rush Hour 2 shitI knew the kid, yeah we had problems, yeah I robbed himNow it`s `98 though and the handgun was a revolverYou tryin` to play me on an old case but I hold no weightTurned myself in, I skated on them keystone jakesRight description, right Killa, wrong case, I didn`t hit himHere`s the verdict, not guilty, not tryin` to see a prisonGot my life on the line, you wanna grind me through ya systemAnd have my family and my wiz cryin`, I miss `emYou buggin`, you the same judge that framed K with the drugsSomebody came up dead and now you wanna blame us?This shit is too much, aiyo before you screw usI`ll grab the bailiff`s gun and light this whole room up {*gunshot*}