Trial by Fury (Remix)

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

Fools call the cops when it gets hec-tic

Snitchin on a homie when he suspected

Telling everything you know

Know your marked for death, anywhere you go

It ain't safe to show your face in the ghetto

Cause it done got around, everybody knowin yous a hoe

Don't be actin down now

Your days are numbered like a calendar

Cause we gonna blow your ass up like the challenger

We hold court like the wild west, Gun-fights

May the best man win, and its to the death

You can't slip cause if you do you thru

Another unsolved mystery for homicide to persue

[Chorus]

They find bodies butt naked in the south side

On his back full of holes with his mouth wide

F**k 9-1-1 don't run when the cops come...

Get a gun and drop one

I'd rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve

White folks trying to put me in a cell

Let the streets be the prosacuter, judge, and jury

Let me have a trial by fury

Cause I done had it up to hear with these man-made laws

America ain't ever gave a f**k about y'all

Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury

Let me have a trial by fury

Now you can say what you want to say

But every dog has his day, so you gonna pay

Can't run , can't hide ain't nowhere to go

And if it ain't a bald head, then I got a fro

Thats on the four, and niggaz know I gives a f**k what they speakin on

I take flight late at night

Smash on in a broughm, mask on, my dome blast on your home

If you the homie than you know we mash on you when you wrong

Stand strong when it gets rough

F**k breaking down, Niggaz catch rounds when they switch up

You weak belly bitch, softer than a jelly fish

Half heart, half money now, don't be acting funny style

Tell me this, where you learn the game from?

And which cartoon did you get your name from?

Cause you a character like Robin Gibbons

Like eastwood in the neighborhood, you unforgiven

In ninety-five you were 'set trippin blocc style'

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 nigga

[Chorus]

They find bodies butt naked on the south side

On his back full of holes with his mouth wide

And f**k 9-1-1, don't run when the cops come...

Get a gun and drop one

I'd rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve

White folks trying to put me in a cell

Let the streets be the prosacuter, judge, and jury

Let me have a trial by fury

Cause I done had it up to hear with these man-made laws

America ain't ever gave a f**k about y'all

Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury

Let me have a trial by fury

Young niggaz hate to see a brother blow up

Immature kindergarden students need to grow up

Make me want to throw up when I hear a homie speakin on the nutts

Mind your own business motherf**ka...buster

Now several of you evidently find it difficult to do that

The homie told me fellas is jealous

I gotta true that

Now who's that lookin in my window

Standing there just giving up the info

I let him have it to the temple

To put it simpley, ain't no way i'ma let a playa hater cripple me

You gotta pay when you cross game

Never say the homie's name, if you do we bring the pain

It's the same on all others

Tryin to send me to the devil, bring yourselves

Tryin to put you six feet closer to your maker

To kill all the Paul Bearers and the Undertaker

It's just a demo, and the memo says murder in the first

Them garden blocc niggaz break em' off the worst

F**k a hearse, speed first and then incriminate them

Yeah, you play now, you pay later nigga

[Chorus]

They find bodies butt naked on the south side

On his back full of holes with his mouth wide

And f**k 9-1-1, don't run when the cops come...

Get a 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 prosacuter, judge, and jury

Let me have a trial by fury

Cause I done had it up to hear with these man-made laws

America ain't ever gave a f**k about y'all

Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury

Let me have a trial by fury