[Intro: Wesley Snipes as Nino Brown in New Jack City]
I'm not guilty. You're the one that's guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. *gunshots* Just like you did with alcohol during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty
I mean, c'mon, let's kick the ballistics here: *And you will know my name is the Lord!* Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. I mean not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business. This is the American way
[Verse 1]
Yeah I can' stop and I won't stop
Until the motherfucking feds drop
Keep my mother in my heart she's my mascot
Keep my tears in the dark and that's the last drop
'Cause fuck all the crying shit, time to get the guap
We shoot shit up and then we setting up shop
Red on white, feel like I'm Basquiat
Back on top until the casket drop
She wouldn't talk to me and now she giving me top
Her man said he finna pull up on the block
Like I run from the opps, I don't even give a fuck about the cops
I'm like Kobe I shoot till they flop *Unreal! Are you kidding me?!*
As the tears start to fadeaway and the pain start to get away
I found a dyke but we need a straighter way
My life been bouncing on a scale, it's just like an 808
My workout so hard, it's like I need no weight
[Sample: Prodigy from Mobb Deep - Survival Of The Fittest]
I'm not guilty. You're the one that's guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. *gunshots* Just like you did with alcohol during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty
I mean, c'mon, let's kick the ballistics here: *And you will know my name is the Lord!* Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. I mean not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business. This is the American way
[Verse 1]
Yeah I can' stop and I won't stop
Until the motherfucking feds drop
Keep my mother in my heart she's my mascot
Keep my tears in the dark and that's the last drop
'Cause fuck all the crying shit, time to get the guap
We shoot shit up and then we setting up shop
Red on white, feel like I'm Basquiat
Back on top until the casket drop
She wouldn't talk to me and now she giving me top
Her man said he finna pull up on the block
Like I run from the opps, I don't even give a fuck about the cops
I'm like Kobe I shoot till they flop *Unreal! Are you kidding me?!*
As the tears start to fadeaway and the pain start to get away
I found a dyke but we need a straighter way
My life been bouncing on a scale, it's just like an 808
My workout so hard, it's like I need no weight
[Sample: Prodigy from Mobb Deep - Survival Of The Fittest]
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