Lyrics:
the night that they hung an innocent man
Well don't trust your soul to no back woods Southern lawyer
'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his
That shit
And the devil keep calling back Against the wall
They wanna catch me slipping never Catch me falling
Judge by twelve carried by six hit With
back what you'd take
While the law still ain't around
Tell it to the judge on Sunday
Tell it to him, leave me alone
Tell it to the judge on Sunday
the cops and the judge
I got the strap cocked, right ready to go
I got your girl on my phone ready to ho
Y'all know niggas ain't fucking with me
Y'all know
Jim lay covered up killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober he hadn't had a drink
the running
I told that nigga don't judge me, judge yourself
I know I can get it, even by myself
Nigga don't judge me, judge yourself
You ain't running from
can ever get enough (Nuff')
I'll be the jury you the judge (Judge)
You've lost your patience and I think I need to face it
That we got no relation,
liter-
Ature on the subject you sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out as in
Judge Not
Judge me by my face
Judge me by my race
Judge me by the place where I stand
Judge me by my skin
Judge me by my sins
Judge me by the ins
there often
Anything she can have it
All she gotta do is call
And she go to school by day
But she at night she work at Onyx
You can't judge
She'll do
I already went to hell and back
For my life as a gang banger
Standing out in the cold
And I can't slanga
Never thought I'd live this long
Went to sit
not them
Quoting stats on Sachel Page
Judging by the sudden loss of blood
While sleeping on your rooftop house floods
I built this house to float in
and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
I got the strap cocked, right ready to go
I got your
Purple hair got them faggots on your back
What's free?
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV ain't controlling what we
that rental back
Couple hundred, tint it black
Tryna make a mil in it
I'ma let 'em shuffle when I cut it
Got to deal with it when I got it
Put my homies
your ass
I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin'
Middle fingers to the cops and the judge
Raised by the O niggas just mean mug
I'm
you to judge me anyway
You'd better watch your back
You'd better watch your back
You'd better watch your back
Watch for my attack
You'd better watch
he got cash, but ya boy kinda ass
I'm a young nigga gettin' it
I swear to God I'd laugh
At your lil stupid playin' with me
Fuck around and get smashed
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
had started it
Lost in the drama was always chaotic thank god that I'd ever started this
Come from the mud only god get to judge so I swear that imma go
up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink
The hangin' judge was sober, he hadn't had a drink
The only
You got Cain and Abel
This is an old story, friends
Aren't we past nursery school? Let's settle the matter
You have a recording of your brother
a promise I said I won't go back[00:29.38]I Got back on my feet and start fighting these demons in the back of the church[00:33.16]Where I think he didn't see
time I know that you will pay
You gotta know that's there’s no way out
I'm your judge and jury, your judge and jury
I got you guilty now you’re going
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