X-Raided - Trial By Fury lyrics

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X-Raided - Trial By Fury lyrics

[Intro: X-Raided, (Dott Dogg)] Next song "Trial by Fury" Yeah, Aye man what's up with these... b**h a** tellin' a** n***as, man (Damn, n***as gettin' all that water, cuz) n***a you ain't on the fifth amendment, n***a (n***as need to to get it right though You and you punk a** b**hes) Need to keep your mouth closed, b**h [Verse:] You live by the sword, and you die by it The streets got a code of silence, and we survive by it But some of y'all got the game crossed We got our own set of laws in the land of the lost But y'all call the cops when it gets hectic Snitchin' on a homie when he suspected Tellin' everything you know Now your marked for d**h, anywhere you go It ain't safe to show your face in the ghetto Cause if it got around, everybody knowin' you a hoe Don't be actin' down now Your days are numbered like a calendar Cause we gonna blow your a** up like the challenger We hold court like the wild west, gun fights May the best man win, and it's to the d**h You can't slip Cause if you do, your through Another unsolved mystery for homicide to pursue [Chorus:] They find bodies bu*t naked on the south side On his back full of holes with his mouth wide f** 911, don't run when the cops come Get ya gun and drop one I'd rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve White folks trying to put me in a cell So let the streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury Cause I done had it up to here with these man made laws America ain't ever gave a f** about y'all Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury [Verse 2:] You can say what you want to say But every dog has his day, so you gonna pay You can't run, can't hide, ain't nowhere to go And if it ain't a bald head, then I got a fro' That's on the four n***as know I gives a f** what they speakin' on I take flight late at night Smash on in a brougham, mask on, my dome blast on your home If you the homie Then you know we mash on you when you wrong Stand strong when it gets rough f** breakin' down n***as catch rounds when they switch up You weak belly b**h, softer than a jelly fish Half heart, half money now, don't be actin' funny style Now tell me this, where you learn the game from? And which cartoon did you get your name from? Cause you a character like Robin Givens Like Eastwood in the neighborhood, you "Unforgiven" In 95' you was on one, puttin it down But I heard you be kickin' it with cops now What you did in the dark came to day You can play now, but later on you gotta pay n***a [Chorus:] They find bodies bu*t naked on the south side On his back full of holes with his mouth wide And f** 911, don't run when the cops come Get ya gun and drop one I'd rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve White folks trying to put me in a cell So let the streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury Cause I done had it up to here with these man made laws America ain't ever gave a f** about y'all Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury [Verse 3:] I heard you said f** X-Raided Cause I rolled on ya hood and you n***as hate it You took one of mine, so I took one of yours What y'all fools come to court testifyin' for? We was supposed to hold court in them street blocks But when it got hard, n***as called the ceeznops Instead of ridin' you provided all the info To put it simple n***a you's a heeznoe When I first hit the yard, you had a mean mug It was me, T-Tone and D-Dubb It throwed down, so you tried to say it was cool But it ain't never gonna be cool, f** y'all fools Baby I'm set trippin cause you made me It's the game of life, you don't wanna play me You ain't crazy, but maybe you a little slow Play now, pay later n***a, now you know Muthaf**a... [Chorus:] I'd rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve White folks trying to put me in a cell So let the streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury Cause I done had it up to here with these man made laws America ain't ever gave a f** about y'all Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury The streets be the prosecuter, judge and jury Let me have a trial by fury

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