"Like, It's Ninety-Two"
By Realize AKA g0dBr0th3r
In the new, Benz, flying through, knowing that police men, eyeing, you/I give a damn, they pull me over, I gotta nothing, to lose/ violate me, and I send em, to the ICU/ this seem like, it's elementary, got nothin to prove/ cause we could tear this, b*tch up, like it's ninety two/the cops sitting, on the stand, and they lying, too/ hand on the Bible, swearing, and they crying, too/makin me look, like a monster, I been pinched, like a lobster/all, cause they, seen me in a Benz not a Honda/ I plead, not guilty, but they makin, me an offer/as if, I need, an offer, all I need is, my lawyer/they gotta profile on all of, us/steady watching, our moves like, saucers/and they wanna put us in the stretch, like Martin/ that's why I keep, my pedal, to the street, steady dartin/ through the city, don't matter, who the hell, is president/ I still, got the DEA, up in my residence/gun in my face, wonder, where the crack, went/ bullet to my, temple, say my prayer, like a convent/I got a Favre, mindset, steady slinging/ain't no telling, what the next, life bringing/
