East Flatbush Project - Tried By 12 - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] Don't say sticks and stones, they might break your bones But the nine millimeter, it'll bore your dome I'm talkin about the toe-taggin, huh, the body-baggin Man, niggas are dyin, huh, mommas are cryin Casket buyin, who, me dyin, leave my family cryin? Hell no, I cause, um, bloodbaths and showers Send me commissary, motherfuck them flowers Thoughts of slaughter, of leaving my daughters Hours and hours of fears running through my mind As I pick up the Zig 9 Beef starts with the shove then ends with the shovel And niggas standing on your corner reminiscing of you But your ass is out and you're dead and gone So who'd you rather be? The murdered, or the murderer? Niggas got me stressed, I got my Tek and my vest And I sing who Jah bless, let no man curse Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse For we'll be tried by 12 and fertilizing daisies Crying mommas and cousins and crying babies Due to the fact that death is a must Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Niggas getting bust for in God we trust So if you're comin to my town and try to slow the dough down You must be casket-bound [Hook] Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 Nigga, I sign my name on the book at your funeral The Zig's on my hip with an extra clip Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 [Verse 2] La-di-da-di, Saturday night and we like to party The punks are fucking around so we might catch a body Early Sunday morning, don't really wanna hurt nobody So what they tryin to get? I already got it Chump motherfuckers just a-schemin on my shit But little do they know I got the Zig on my hip with an extra clip And I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6 Aw shit, murder commit And there goes another statistic runnin' through ballistic The witness say I'm wicked but that's how I kick it Cause I'll be the bastard who blasts and didn't get blasted Boy kiss dem casket, I cut your wig back kid Sucker, look who died, body will be identified Momma and poppa will cry, your bitch-ass man says he'll testify To see me tried, but his ass lie'd Upon the same corner that you did and I'm still facing a bid [Hook]
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