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Kwest Tha Madd Lad

125 Pennies for Your Thoughts

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Mmm..I`m steppin up Sutton, headed for this get togetherWeather was fierce, no sweat, I had on a rugged leatherGot to the subway station on ArcherAnd noticed that the train was about, to make a rapid departureFuck that, ain`t no Jakes up here in the stationPulled the turnstyle back slipped through with no hesitationThe bitch in the booth yelled pay your fare, I said yeah I oughtaThrew the finger up and said, owe ya a buck and a quarterJettin for the train, before that shit got ghostAnd as I`m runnin down the steps, I spots two five-ohThey was jettin too, guess them niggaz had seen me ha?Man fuck a cop, I wasn`t even tryin to stopThe conductor saw me boogeyin, and still closed the shit upAnd I spit in his face, before the train had time to get upHeard a Jake yell STOP! I said pssh, stop deezCaught my breath on the steps and got lost in the breezeHeaded down towards the J, hopin to make a getawayand I see the same two cops on me yo, these niggaz ain`t playinBumped an old lady, think I knocked her old ass downScreamed SORRY MISS without tryin to turn aroundCatchin mad looks and stares, as I hustled up the stairsPlease let the gate be open, and I`m up and outta hereAs I approach the gate the cop still on the chaseGod damn it`s locked, aiyyo I can fit through that spaceBut what about the leather the gear and the Timbs you sportinWon`t they get dirty? Fuck that, my ass is more importantAs I went under I heard STOP OR I`LL FIREBut I kept goin and thought, pssh yeah right fuckin liarFor a dollar twenty-five ain`t no way they gonna blast meTil I heard a shot and felt the bullet fly right past meYo! What kind of shit is these pigs gettin with?I was flippin script, but gotta admit I was shittin bricksHit the pavement as a bullet struck the wall beside meMy mind was in disarray, so I let my feet guide meGot my thoughts together and it became mad clearThere was more than just me and fare bein involved hereBut I couldn`t figure that shit out for nothinAnd didn`t have time to stop and think, I just kept on struttinOut like VRRRM, like a cartoon character caperJettin so fast Flash ass woulda caught the vaporsHit a corner and looked back, damn they still sweatin meI kept jettin G, ain`t no fuckin way they was gettin meRan across the ave without checkin what color the light wasAnd got hit kinda hard by an old beat up white DodgeBut not nearly hard enough to stop my missionEven though I didn`t know my leg was in bad conditionThe pain wasn`t alla that as I kept up my speedinBut I was in need of a doctor for mass internal bleedingMy side felt kinda sore, my left arm felt deadPut my hand into my jacket, it came out blood redPushed a kid he broke like WATCH WHERE YOU GOIN MOTHERFUCKERCouldn`t riff with that brother so I said, yo, your motherHeard a siren then another then spots a blue and whiteU-turned and ran round a corner til they was outta sightRan through a vacant lot, heard a shot pop then, pop pop pop popOh shit, they got glocks?Fled past a bunch of girls, but couldn`t stop to peep bootiesWas tired and fucked up, but I continued my dutyPretty soon I was exhausted tellin self you lost kidBut if they was bustin at me I knew I get tossed an shitWasn`t tryin to go upstate or to Riker`sSo I took a breath and kept makin like my ass was on fireFelt like I had lost ALL the blood in my bodyI`d give anything to be laid up in the crib with a hottieStomach was doin flip-flops, all twisted and knottyNext time I`m payin, this ain`t my idea of a partyAww shit! A squad car is block my pathTurn around and there`s a bunch of cops right at my assWent to take my hand out my jacket to give upMusta thought I was pullin out, no wait don`t shoot I`m just..The lady I had bumped fell, hit the third railBut I didn`t do no time, I never made it to jailI often think I`d still be alive with my friendsif only I had came up off a dollar, and twenty-five cents

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