Trial by Fury (Remix)

[First Verse]<br>You live by the sword, and you die by it<br>The streets got a code of silence, and we survive by it<br>But some of y`all got the game crossed<br>We got our own set of laws in the land of the lost<br>Fools call the cops when it gets hec-tic<br>Snitchin on a homie when he suspected<br>Telling everything you know<br>Know your marked for death, anywhere you go<br>It ain`t safe to show your face in the ghetto<br>Cause it done got around, everybody knowin yous a hoe<br>Don`t be actin down now<br>Your days are numbered like a calendar<br>Cause we gonna blow your ass up like the challenger<br>We hold court like the wild west, Gun-fights<br>May the best man win, and its to the death<br>You can`t slip cause if you do you thru<br>Another unsolved mystery for homicide to persue<br><br>[Chorus]<br>They find bodies butt naked in the south side<br>On his back full of holes with his mouth wide<br>Fuck 9-1-1 don`t run when the cops come...<br>Get a gun and drop one<br>I`d rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve<br>White folks trying to put me in a cell<br>Let the streets be the prosacuter, judge, and jury<br>Let me have a trial by fury<br>Cause I done had it up to hear with these man-made laws<br>America ain`t ever gave a fuck about y`all<br>Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury<br>Let me have a trial by fury<br><br>[Second Verse]<br>Now you can say what you want to say<br>But every dog has his day, so you gonna pay<br>Can`t run , can`t hide ain`t nowhere to go<br>And if it ain`t a bald head, then I got a fro<br>Thats on the four, and niggaz know I gives a fuck what they speakin on<br>I take flight late at night<br>Smash on in a broughm, mask on, my dome blast on your home<br>If you the homie than you know we mash on you when you wrong<br>Stand strong when it gets rough<br>Fuck breaking down, Niggaz catch rounds when they switch up<br>You weak belly bitch, softer than a jelly fish<br>Half heart, half money now, don`t be acting funny style<br>Tell me this, where you learn the game from?<br>And which cartoon did you get your name from?<br>Cause you a character like Robin Gibbons<br>Like eastwood in the neighborhood, you unforgiven<br>In ninety-five you were "set trippin blocc style"<br>But I heard you be kickin it with cops now<br>What you did in the dark came to day<br>You can play now, but later on you gotta pay nigga<br><br>[Chorus]<br>They find bodies butt naked on the south side<br>On his back full of holes with his mouth wide<br>And fuck 9-1-1, don`t run when the cops come...<br>Get a gun and drop one<br>I`d rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve<br>White folks trying to put me in a cell<br>Let the streets be the prosacuter, judge, and jury<br>Let me have a trial by fury<br>Cause I done had it up to hear with these man-made laws<br>America ain`t ever gave a fuck about y`all<br>Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury<br>Let me have a trial by fury<br><br>[Third Verse]<br>Young niggaz hate to see a brother blow up<br>Immature kindergarden students need to grow up<br>Make me want to throw up when I hear a homie speakin on the nutts<br>Mind your own business motherfucka...buster<br>Now several of you evidently find it difficult to do that<br>The homie told me fellas is jealous<br>I gotta true that<br>Now who`s that lookin in my window<br>Standing there just giving up the info<br>I let him have it to the temple<br>To put it simpley, ain`t no way i`ma let a playa hater cripple me<br>You gotta pay when you cross game<br>Never say the homie`s name, if you do we bring the pain<br>It`s the same on all others<br>Tryin to send me to the devil, bring yourselves<br>Tryin to put you six feet closer to your maker<br>To kill all the Paul Bearers and the Undertaker<br>It`s just a demo, and the memo says murder in the first<br>Them garden blocc niggaz break em` off the worst<br>Fuck a hearse, speed first and then incriminate them<br>Yeah, you play now, you pay later nigga<br><br>[Chorus]<br>They find bodies butt naked on the south side<br>On his back full of holes with his mouth wide<br>And fuck 9-1-1, don`t run when the cops come...<br>Get a gun and drop one<br>I`d rather be carried by six, then judged by twelve<br>White folks trying to put me in a cell<br>So let the streets be the prosacuter, judge, and jury<br>Let me have a trial by fury<br>Cause I done had it up to hear with these man-made laws<br>America ain`t ever gave a fuck about y`all<br>Let the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury<br>Let me have a trial by fury