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A.K.A Mischief Since '00.
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One Crazy Day
IP:
*chorus*
think back of a crazy day, and remember what u did// fuck it could be from last night, till when u was a kid// did it turn out to plan, or was ya shit fucked up// well tell me what u would do, if u had this shit happened to ur luck// buck buck would u open up or would u scream// would u handle yo shit like a man, or split tha scene// its easy to say right now how u would react// so what if this shit happened to u, could u take that// *Raz* ayo i went ta tha store ta pickup some mo' liquor// cop caught me wittoutta sticker so i proceded ta drive mo' quicker// ran outta gas and saw this fat bitch wita car, so i planned on ta trick her// told her ta get outta tha car kuz i wanted ta get wit her// when she got out i decided ta kick her, and take her car// had ta get somewhere fast and quik, kuz member i'm gettin chased by tha law// well that fat bitch got some crazy ideas when i made her fall// kuz she was lookin at me like i was a hamburger, and comin at me like a wreckin ball// hell nah, that bitch can go to mcdonalds and get a big mac// rolled down tha window threw out a wrapper, it knocked her out on contact// take that i stuck my head out and started ta looked back// that fat bitch had to much colesteral, and had a heart attack// bablin "jus one mo' snack", i thought dayum this like david and golaith// fuck if tha convience store ran outta twinkies thay woulda been a roit// but i bet 7-11 is mad kuz i jus killed off thay best client// but fuck a towl head, i know one of those bitches don't wanna get voilent// *Caseblaze* Cause I turn into a tyrant//Don't wanna hear shit - leave all them bitches silent// But I snapped back to reality by the sound of the siren// "Pull over, we won't shoot", but I know they lyin'// I ran a red light and they started firin'// Three hit my window and one took out my back tire n'// I tried to stay calm, but started perspirin'// All this shit over a sticker they was requirin'// Nigga what have you gotten in?// Prison I'ma be rotten in// I can't do a five to ten// I aint built like that// I reached under the seat and put my hand on my gat// Though my tire was flat, I was ready to pop them cats// Hopped out the stolen jag and loudly start poppin back// But the cops had more bullets and they laid me flat// Took six to the ribs two to the head, one to the back// Normally I'd blame the shit on being black// But this time I gotta blame it on expired tags// *chorus* think back of a crazy day, and remember what u did// fuck it could be from last night, till when u was a kid// did it turn out to plan, or was ya shit fucked up// well tell me what u would do, if u had this shit happened to ur luck// buck buck would u open up or would u scream// would u handle yo shit like a man, or split tha scene// its easy to say right now how u would react// so what if this shit happened to u, could u take that// *Raz* Tried ta sike myself and say tha wounds was jet lag// or i was jus hallusonatin over those shrooms and weed i jus had// but that woulda been bad, kuz tha cops is all over tha scene// don't thay care i was jus wounded hell no thay wanna know if i'm clean// got me lookin like swiss cheese but fuck i still decided ta get mean// one of tha cops looked into my eyes and saw da gleam// and when i reached fo' tha strap, thay knew i turned into a new human being// thay thought i was unloaded, but on my side i had another clip// grabbed tha chief, and said "muhfuckaz let me give u a lil tip"// "i hope ya'll know ya gotta brother ready ta set trip"// "tryin ta give me a sentence, hell no i ain't having it"// pulled tha trigga and started clappin it, while havin a head rush// in all of this shit, i heard a lil voice that said, "is there nethang we can discuss"// "why u trippin wit this fuss, it's just a lil ticket u can take tha bus"// lil stupid prick, i didn't like what he was sayin so i started ta bust// now he outta luck, shoulda thought what he was sayin before he opened up// this shits kinda fucked up, all over a lil tequila and sum'n ta chase it up// now i'm all outta ammo, and facing grand theft, and manslaughter// fuck if i get one phone call, i'mma holla at johnny cockern fo' my lawyer// *chorus* think back of a crazy day, and remember what u did// fuck it could be from last night, till when u was a kid// did it turn out to plan, or was ya shit fucked up// well tell me what u would do, if u had this shit happened to ur luck// buck buck would u open up or would u scream// would u handle yo shit like a man, or split tha scene// its easy to say right now how u would react// so what if this shit happened to u, could u take that//
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