Lyrics:
According to you I'm a MissFit!
What made you my judge and juror?!
So I don't give into the common trends
Is that something I have to defend?
Who made you my
(Thank you Fizzle)
All twelve jurors not guilty, nigga beat it
Bitch talkin' 'bout "Take me to Rome," we at Caesars
After that I told her, "Bitch, we
afraid to trip
And we all play her judge, and we all play her juror, for her final act her executioner
The last time he fell nobody saw him in a million
mockery of a child
Imitating a toddler
You all be well warned, here
Eight months. Culture
And habit fail to acquit her
From her juror's oath. Send her
Ich bin dein Sohn
Weißt du wo ich wohn
auf dem Balkon
von Heino
Mc Heino Junior
Bei DSDS Juror
Ich sag dir ob du gut bist
Oder Kalle Blomquist
Ich bin
what kinda flavor we can mix
With that Brown Cane Sugar
Every taste is gooder and gooder
In it all day like a juror, What that thang full of?
Never
uh huh
And niggas paying they bills, uh
Like a juror sitting courtside, side
A wide receiver or a shortstop, ah
Know why you gon' shop
Your heart is in
the jurors
Judge us neverless all powerful and powerless
I stand here today no absolution
Not guilty no resting tonight
Half of a hole they're dying your
Confess your sins and admit your crimes
To lay it all on the line
The innocent will be punished
And the jurors have all been bribed
Justice is pain
Breaking out this stifled room
A jail cell, a stell tomb
To see the light
My mere existence
God's kill in sight
Confined in madness
Jurors
you nervous? You should be. You know whats gonna happen if the Leave votes wins, right? And as Ive told you, we, the jurors, decided that you have
that’d make you sick
Captain of this battleship
She’s freaky yeah she love the dick
She’s on duty like juror
Shoot my shot like curry
Fuck that bitch I’m
are black or fucking white!
They are not judge's, they are not juror's and they sure as fuck, are not executioners!
to wiggle free he getting shot up
Grab the DA, you know he be lying on us
And grab three of them jurors, and tie 'em all up
The pigs is here and we getting
the judge hading him a given sentence
For sins with no forgiving penance
Tick tock went the clock from the juror's box
As they sit and watch and listen
For
that figure I dig it I'm curious
It's litty I live it period, period
Urus, need me a Urus
S got life from da Jurors
All cos I pull up in a
Just slow
home tonight
The red moon will indict
Anyone in its sight
And its jurors are never far
So stay where you are
A howl of terror
As it starts unfolding
cnd wink at the juror's faces
gourmet dishes, uh huh
And niggas paying they bills, uh
Like a juror sitting courtside, side
A wide receiver or a shortstop, ah
Know why you gon' shop, your
leave an ounce of shake
12 jurors couldn’t agree
Fuck 12
I got
12 bullets in my XD
I been ducking the law law
Serving raw raw
And I ain’t with that
jurors find you guilty
A person like you deserves no pity
Popping out babies like candy
(Chorus)
You can make it If you try
Keep away from misery they’ll
with my bad ass, my bad ass
He must be Asian cause he wanna eat meow
Open up this box, jaw drop sayin' wow
Stay near the wood like a juror, I turn
You drowned I was off the deep end In a scuba suit
My bitches got Roth IRA's 401k's
My niggas got baby AR's and wood grain K's
Aye
Shout out to juror 12
made of me
But I promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see
I'm not looking for a clearer
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