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of all her businesses and properties.
But the real trouble began when her boyfriend knew about this; he was selfish, notorious, he wanted all
me
When we get property we have ceremonies
I ain't seen nothing officer, ain't no testimony
Every Friday my momma used to come to the school to bring
My property (Ah yeah)
Like you are my property (Ah yeah)
Like you are my property
Like you are my property
I know mine just can't take you apart
willing to die for freedom and our path continues
I'm not looking to enjoy prostitutes and such
There are many officers here, from the manager and seller
officer that go by the book
They'll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Angola, the free man bout it, he don't play
that Jesus don't sin
You never seen what I seen, dirty hammys worn
Say her name was Sammy Thorn
She holding school books and little
Bag of roasted corn
officer that go by the book
They'll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Angola, the free man bout it, he don't play
to duck and cover
Close the blinds and the shutters
Turn the page and throw the book away
Just another story of a daddy getting took away
Federalies preying
Just because you wear a badge across your chest
You enforce like we don't know the law
Shouting commands that aren't in the book
For pleasure you get
One sis and a mum
Both dad and brother
Got addicted to drugs
But JB thought let me switch up
Fix up
Pick up the book
All the mix up
Twist up
City
I repeat
We need immediate help at Club Yuck in Downtown Chuckle City
Chuckle City Police Officer
Aye hold up hold up
What's going on?
Chuckle City
Officer:
Pull ova man, pull ova, pull ova
Stop right here so
Lock off your car
Step out the vehicle wit you documents, please
Hmm, You know why I
in a verse
I am the teacher
Jews get disturbed
I am the preacher
Let's go and get higher
I am the reefer
[King Book] Aye yo
Who you know
Fresher than
the Greatest
I pledge a billion times upon myself, upon my religion, upon my family, upon my children, upon my property, upon my companions, upon their religion,
the closet, they fossilized
Niggas want the truth sugar coated and carmelized
Life is like a science fiction book where the author dies
Well I ain't dead yet
out the lights
And just live in the dark like we did in those times
Judgin' a squad by one officer's crimes
Act like every cop out to ruin your life
boys hungry police wey won chop
Yes officer! please tell me why you stop me
All my papers dey plus photocopy
You no go fit to job me
I'm a barrister I
Damon whispered to Davy "There's no one stopping me"
They snuck into the museum and he began vandalizing property
Damon took his switchblade
the Fourth Amendment protects the individual and his property from unreasonable search and seizure by officers of the law.
Double Jeopardy, the Fifth
the book of the seven seals
Who's that writin' (John the Revelator)
Who's that writin' (John the Revelator)
Who's that writin' (John the Revelator)
He
next
Those of the boys who had a prayer book took them out
But this one soldier had only a deck of cards
So he spread them out
The Sergeant saw
was up to me
Now I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club
I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub
So
Hey Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, hunnid bands hunnid bands
I keep it a hunnid bands
Hunnid bands hunnid bands
Book me that's a hunnid
was up to me
Now I watched you slowly disappear down into the officers' club
I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket stub
So
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