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Ooh, bussing bussing
Ok, bussing bussing
Aye, ain’t nothing nothing
Bussing, ain’t nothing nothing
Bussing all these school busses, this some public

re-runs trying to reach us
Wheres our freedoms
Treat us like Jesus for having ideas Run by a machine, a programmed dream.
Seems we're seen through a screen

of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band

Next morning before judge and jury
For up trial I had to appear

Have you seen the news
Kid shot by the blues
Running home from school
He knew his life was on the line
Shot him from behind
Cuffed him while he died

that 1-800 guy
I see the logic
Yo But that ain’t really my style
Cuz it’s my trial
I’m judge jury and executioner
Ain’t looking for sympathy
I know some

hair hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band

Next morning, the judge and jury, for trial I had to appear
And the judge, he says "me

was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a Black Velvet Band

Next morning before judge and jury a trial I had to appear

Pleading innocent intent on trial
Box it up for the jury
Consisting of your family and friends
Who abandon you and leech 
Off your kindness cause you're weak

the corporation
And would not be swayed by their intimidation
No matter how they tried
 Well after the judge and jury heard it
They came up with the following

grind
I don't wanna listen
Seeing how I cope with
All of my emotions
Something isn't right
Yea I noticed
People just judge you
By your looks yea
Looking

Cuz I know my rights

Order
You're in my court
Pleading- legal counselor
What's your alibi?
Your underoath don't tell a lie

Order
You're in my court

a mile
Vile filled so I smile
Stress piles with trials
I feel trapped in these isles
Mildly been defiled
Place is child book wild
And what's more is

Military Mind

Killa Tay

Thug Religion

blinded by the liquor and weed
I made a change in my life and got some get right
Finally livin decent, no more creepin after midnight
I respect the words

Cocaine Blues

Joaquin Phoenix

Walk the Line [Original Soundtrack]

2005

Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw the little judge commence to look

going public, this is all mean 
See back had the early vision when niggaz was fourteen
Have a baby baby, give em more cream
757, G. 550 Gulf Stream

WALTER:
All right, where was I? "Once upon a time there was a dancer, and his name was Di―" Oh, silly me! I was accidentally reading "Son of the Dino Sore"

Display it to the public with the hope that it gets published right


Verse 3

Rhinos moving birds for the cheap
Team filled wit hunger got an appetite for

(Jd On Tha Track)
How you snake yo' homie? Yeah
Niggas fake, they phony, yeah
Did this shit on my own by my lonely
Only thing I need is money

jury
Said not guilty let's change the topic
Now the streets about to riot
Tryna say it's self defense
But the public don't buy it
Motherfuckers out

Looking Good

Frenzal Rhomb

Sans Souci

2003

You took your 57 Holden right across the nation
Shooting up public schools and service stations
Never been arrested and you never thought you would

shooting hoops or selling dope at Will & Glen 
Public housing on Fridays pushing thousands 
Fifty fifty together we was moving mountains 

[Chorus:] 
One day

mercy trial or jury

You for me 
the palace for the guillotine
as for me guilty because I knew

No doors no windows 
No signs of life
No doors no windows

at night
The time keeps passing by...
So let me tell you who to blame at last
The jury awaits for the trial
Here is the mirror of your sanity
Inside of this

if I get a guilty
I'm waitin' on my verdict right now and I'm tryna stay positive
Deep down, I'm feelin' filthy
But fuck what it is and cut it is