Tweedy Bird Loc - Black Court In Session lyrics

First case, a mothaf**in cop wants to see if he can get away with beating up a n***a with a Glock But now I am the judge and the jury, a punk devil trying to tell his long a** story The statistics are different, now you'll be a casualty Your luck just ran out, no more police brutality Any crime committed against a black means d**h The tables are turned and slavery is in effect But this time it's for the white man and his family Now it's my turn to pay him back for the damage he did to my people Now there ain't no equal justice And when I think about a devil's life Well f** it So I ain't even jiggle there's no way you could be saved And no more sh** will I take from a caveman One night further then the next night's move came up Cause you can't undo it's locked tight But now look at you You want me to free you Learn the f**ing alphabet A B C you So long white boy you lost the right I sentence you to the electric chair Next case Second case A little girl's k**ed by a Korean a** b**h Over an orange juice that wasn't even spilled on the counter But yes, she got smoked The hoe is in my court room with her family Huh, what a joke She's crying like a b**h Well, she don't know that don't sway me She think she can get away with this, the b**h is crazy An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth Straight for the chair, her last drink will be an orange juice That just goes to show you that we're black don't mean we're stupid All the stuff I'm talking bout is all the sh** that you did For some odd reason we can't come into your stores And buy an orange juice cause you think all blacks are poors But your a** wouldn't be rich if not for blacks Just so we tell, ramen hoe, straighten out your facts I have no remorse, no sympathy for no Korean taking the life of a black human being A teenager, age 15, that's even worse Here's a little notice, b**h, gone her in the hearse Step into my courtroom and I'll pinch you in your face d**h to anyone who's k**ed a black Next case Bailiff, please bring me in the last one A n***a beat and k**ed a man with a sawed off shotgun Tell me what was the reason, he whistled at my wife He was only 18 but the fact that he was white So me and my buddies got a lynch mob together We got bats, chains, whips or whatever We knew we didn't need then we whooped his honky a** To teach him not to whistle at my queen when he walks past But it got out of hand when the redneck tried to run So I guess that means you gonna sentence me to murder one What you did ain't really nothing so unnecessarily Cause we never said you could make out our identity Since they are fallen they're going through what we all went through Choose between d**h or probation, one of the two Blacks have taken all abuse in court, now it's their turn You get five years probation Court is adjourned