The Feds Broke Into My Crib

the feds broke into my crib, filled with cabbi

they started baggin my weed

i tried to plead my case but they laughed in my face

hell yeah i was mad

they tried to cuff me i had enough

i acted quick and grabbed my whip

that i use on my hoes

sliced up one and the rest pulled their guns

its now three vs one you do the math

so i ran as fast as i can

i won't be the victim of a blood bath

the coppers tried to fill my head with hot lead

so i fled what the fuck could i do

if i didnt i was dead the boys in blue were after me

they wouldnt let me be fucking bullets flyin at me

moving faster then the eye can see like a swarm of bees

i hit the woods they started puttin holes in the trees

i was lucky when i ducked down

cuz when hit me it felt like something bit me

i got away but i learned something

next time i'll be packing a gun

it'll be me having all the fun

i'll be able to return fire and make the police walk the wire

teach em a lesson cuz schools back in session

they caught up with me

but i had reached my friend's apartment

grabbed his gun and started blasting

ya shotty in my had

i squeezed the trigger killed some nigger hating cops

that's the last thing i remember

now i'm wearin county blues for breaking the rules

sentenced til i did in the pen

for taking a life i'm missing my wife

looking at death row

life hit an all time low

hoping for my crew to come bail me out

if not i'm not gonna pout or

sit here with my thumb up my ass

where the only time i see people is behind bars and glass

that's not what i'm about

i won't be a dumb dope and recieve what's comin

when i see daylight i'm gonna be runnin

nows when my speed comes in handy

it'll be a breeze gettin by those prison guards bunch of lards

paid of two now theres only one on duty

before you know it i'll be getting some booty

i'll be back on the streets trying to make ends meet

to take off some heat i'll lay low for awhile

but i have a pile of bills to pay off i need some cash

so in order to make some money i'll sell some pills, mash, and weed

hey hey hey its my way of feeding the need

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