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AZ:
Just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a
Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble quicker
Duckin' low, wit the four, tryin' to bust and blow
Empty out the Po Po come bust the show
Sobered up, knew it was beef, but over
Been in the cut, these streets, they cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, to my feet, no time for aimin'
Back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas
One fell, callin' for help, heard him
My last shell, through his spine, it's time to bail
It's slow motion, in my clothes started ?boatin'?
It's copin', my blood flowin' like the Art Of Goshen
racin', hit the corner slow pacin'
No destination, it's up North a facin'

Panama P.I.
If we all gonna die, I'm to meet my maker
But before I touch that death bed feel, I see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the breaks, money this world go

AZ:
I innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite
was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent
Self Defense, incarceration help repent
Caught in commotion at the time I it, felt intense
Him or me, it's misery through my
But mentally, outcome I feel no sympathy
You know the streets, how some niggas could go for
Rock you slow to sleep, you for doe, now you know it's beef
Know it's deep, I live my life on the
Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move

Brown: (AZ)
Let him speak, my dogg is
It was my gats (Boo I got this), cat named Roberto it's certain
Ease in my skirts end
Let my live (Oha), while I breed us up a kid
Face little bi - tch

AZ:
No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the extra
Hesitatin', know the time a nigga facin'
So the verdict?

CHORUS (overlaps the line of AZ's verse)

AZ:
I feel ill inside, though my is still a ride
Some may criticize, but it's a blessin', that I'm still
From all the lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold shit
From that close gettin' my dome split
Spreaded out, so much on my mind, let it out
To live, and die for a cause I dead with out
my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some Tech's beef
Charged with drunk drivin' once, but I was 'sleep
Swervin', off of St. Mark's and Burgan, in a rented
I dozed when I was turnin'
But peep this, I'm on trial now, no of weakness
No secrets, just to court, & I'm tryin' to beat this
A new Don, score, another new born, been too long
a dick jury for y'all to chew on

{Judge's voice: Order in the court, order in the
That's of court!}

(2 times)

P.I.:
If we all die