Trial Of The Century

<br>AZ:<br>Just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga<br>Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker<br>Duckin` low, wit the four four, tryin` to bust and blow<br>Empty out before the Po Po come bust the show<br>Sobered up, knew it was beef, but over what?<br>Been in the cut, escapin` these streets, they cold as fuck<br>Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for aimin`<br>Back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin`<br>One fell, callin` for help, heard him yell<br>My last shell, tore through his spine, it`s time to bail<br>It`s slow motion, dust in my clothes started ?boatin`?<br>It`s bizarre copin`, my blood flowin` like the Art Of Goshen<br>Thoughts racin`, hit the corner slow pacin`<br>No destination, it`s up North a nigga facin`<br><br>CHORUS: Panama P.I.<br>If we all gonna die, I`m prepared to meet my maker<br>But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see some paper<br>Keep my head to the sky, won`t let no one pull us down<br>Do whatever it takes, cuz that`s the breaks, money make this world go <br>`round<br><br>AZ:<br>I pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite<br>Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent<br>Self Defense, incarceration couldn`t help repent<br>Caught in commotion at the time I felt it, felt intense<br>Him or me, it`s misery through my memory<br>But mentally, outcome wise I feel no sympathy<br>You know the streets, how some niggas could go for weeks<br>Rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it`s beef<br>Know it`s deep, I live my life on the creep<br>Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move Mystique<br><br>Foxy Brown: (AZ)<br>Let him speak, my dogg is innocent<br>It was my gats (Boo I got this), this cat named Roberto it`s certain<br>Desert Ease in my skirts end<br>Let my nigga live (Oha), while I breed us up a kid<br>Face this little bi - tch<br><br>AZ: <br>No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the extra waitin`<br>Hesitatin`, they know the time a nigga facin`<br>So what`s the verdict?<br><br>CHORUS (overlaps the last line of AZ`s verse)<br><br>AZ:<br>I feel ill inside, though my life is still a ride<br>Some may criticize, but it`s a blessin`, that I`m still alive<br>From all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold shit<br>From comin` that close gettin` my dome split<br>Spreaded out, so much on my mind, gotta let it out<br>To live, and die for a cause I feel dead with out<br>Check my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some Tech`s beef<br>Charged with drunk drivin` once, but I was half `sleep<br>Swervin`, off of St. Mark`s and Burgan, in a rented Suburban<br>I must`ve dozed when I was turnin`<br>But peep this, I`m on trial now, no sign of weakness<br>No secrets, just goin` to court, & I`m tryin` to beat this<br>A new Don, another score, another new born, been too long<br>Here`s a dick jury for y`all to chew on<br><br>{Judge`s voice: Order in the court, order in the court<br>That`s contempt of court!}<br><br>CHORUS (2 times)<br><br>Panama P.I.:<br>If we all gonna die