People's Court

Jigga

Biatch

Yeah

Fuck Judge Wapner

It's Jigga

Ya heard?

Y'all niggas in violation of Playa-Hatin Code

Section 1001

[ VERSE 1 ]

Yo, I gives a fuck if you traumed up

Dom Perrignon'ed up

Niggas from where want what?

One slip'll get your cherry bombed up

I got heavy arm

And my niggas Homicide and Deadly Calm in the cut

B, test your dumb blonde luck

Fuck with the wrong one

Shawn Gun, harm one, two

Fuck y'all wan' do?

Bastards, niggas know I blast quick

As if y'all had to ask - shit

Get your ass twist

It's the rap's El Ni¸o, get your brain splitted

And I don't like pussy well enough to hang with it

You ain't with it, same shit, they

Can't fuck with the languaddage

Soon as the slang's spitted

If you came you get it

Plain as a game with them thangs with it

On co-sign and the whole nine

Leave you where I find yo ass - lost with no signs

You're so wrong

I'm the last nigga to roll on

Got a vest on, went to Folsom

When you guess wrong I'ma press one

Muthafucka

[ CHORUS ]

Fuck the judge, fuck the jury

When you're warin with me

It's People's Court, we hold court in the street

I gives a fuck about the D.A.

When you see Jay

Better crawl for your heat

It's People's Court, we hold court in the street

Ya heard me?

Fuck the judge, fuck the jury

When you're warin with me

It's People's Court, we hold court in the street

I gives a shit about the plaintiff

Nigga, dangerous, watch your langauge with me

It's People's Court, we hold court in the street

[ VERSE 2 ]

I give a shit if it's small claims like stealin your bitch

Or if it's Supreme Court like stealin your bricks

Look, my guns is all-range, more pain

Indifferential, whether you're big money or small change

When I cock it - ball game

My pistals never miss-trial, here's the determent

With no chance of parole bullets comin concurrent

I'm like "Why, nigga, try Jigga?" You must remember

It's like bein on trial for your life with a public defender

Let the jury fill the seats up and start the court calendar off

With docu number 9mm

All rise...

The Honourable Jay-Z presides

Instead of a mallet I hold a tool

All objections over-ruled

Say your opening arguments, hope you understand it

Two guns, right over left, that's how I cross-examine

Like Tom Cruise, popppin with the _Top Gun_ you lose

Jigga's no lie, and y'all can't handle the truth

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 3 ]

No flow's sicker, no cell can hold Jigga

Since I dropped 'Reasonable Doubt' no cocaine convictors

No contest in a rhyme fest, I'm best

Under oath raise my hand, and I spit it - honest

Know our facts for real 'fore y'all decide to act ill

When you blow trial ain't no comin back on the pill

It's Murder One, bail set at a half a mill

It's Murder One, for you backwards muthafuckas: red-rum

Committ hate crimes, fake crimes, I hold in contempt

You get state time for fakin like you greater than Him

So cop a plea to lessen charges, pay your fine at the Desk Sergeant

Say you're sorry, then - take your property

I be sho' defended, flow splendid, no co-defendant

While you niggas hold trial with no motions in it

Three time felon, third album, lockin it down for the term

Of 'Lifetime', Vol. 2, nigga, court is adjourned

[ CHORUS ]