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Z-Ro - Z-Ro The Crooked
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[Z-Ro:] The swisher papers got me dyin' so I practice smokin' squares And I see death around the corner so I'm quick to say a prayer Livin' my life on the corner with thugs sellin' my drugs known as a chiller But push my button watch your life 'cause I transform to a killer. Me sippin' the drink, me smokin' me dank, me tippin' me herb & formaldehyde Open it all of me niggas are ready to ride. Could I be innocent 'til proved guilty by Judge Judy? But the fact remains, they confiscated my weed & my Uzi Now I'm in correctional facilities, livin' raw Sharin' a cell with the niggas that I whupped on in the free world But ain't a god damn thing changed I'm still breakin' a jaw Ain't finna lose no sleep over nan one of y'all One of y'all with 4's could run up on me & I guarantee that one of y'all gonna fall I'm just here to do my time, not to trouble you But I'm a drop these jealous haters until they hear 1-9-3-2-0-7-0-6-8-T-W In the free world one more god damn gin, causin' havoc & fury I'm a be poppin' pills, smokin' that kill & for the members of the jury 'Cause vengeance is mine, but I'm locked down, feelin' forsaken And my penis mightier than the sword because my tools have been taken Straight from the streets of Houston Texas yes my freedom they took it But muthafuckers can't take my will to survive nigga I'm Z-Ro The Crooked. [Chorus:] In the wicked world, here come the champion, look out, look out Abracadabra & runnin' with the gun in 'em hand, look out, look out. [Z-Ro:] Hallucinations are trickin' me, makin' me think I'm about to die. Could it be that fire that somebody really have a 3-54 plus 3 pointed at me? They givin' me stitches of rectangles & squares askin' me what does this mean to me But I'm ready for the combat give me my muthafuckin' law back Bitch I don't want no needles in me, y'all thinkin' I mean it, tryin' to do me In a room full of evil men takin' my mind to a place that I never been But I'm a soldier roamed the battlefield in the middle of the war You either have to die or have to kill, so I ain't guilty muthafucker Raise up off of my N U T's 'cause you can't harm me Everlastin' I'm ever blastin' I reckon you better get the army to swarm me Because the Indonesia cannabis helps me tackle the pain But I'm gettin' so weak because I'm shackled in chains Now my brain is goin' insane, feelin' like my spirit is about to get evicted 'Cause I'm a victim of a world so wicked, time & time. I ask myself why did they turn the heat up? I was chasin' paper But niggas was jealous because they couldn't keep up I'm Z-Ro The Crooked. [Z-Ro talking:] I ain't ditchin' old punk ass nigga Look in my muthafuckin' eyes nigga 'Til I die, I'm a be real. [Z-Ro:] Come load, show me a mercy overwhelmed in deep distress Although I realize it's nothin' but a test, but I can't take it 'Cause my brain is goin' insane lately. See how many enemies that I have & how viscously they hate me? Deliver my life from they power forgive my sins, see my sorrow, feel my pain Let it never be said I trusted you in vein As long as I'm walkin' this Earth my problems go from bad to worse And I know it's gonna be that way until they lower my casket in the dirt But all I'm askin' for is just a little piece of mind And I know that if I keep the faith it shouldn't be hard for me to find But in my mind it's hard to turn the other cheek, could've been a wise man Because of the revelation of scripture that I speak Everyday for 20 muthafuckin' years A nigga been facin' so many fears & nothin' sheddin' so many tears But dear Sandra don't cry, all I can say is if they kill me I took it But even in death I'm victorious they couldn't fade me I was Z-Ro The Crooked.
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