Law And Order

Lyrics
[Intro: Jay-Z] You some type of lawyer or something? Somebody important or something? I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit [Verse 1: Trials] I was mindin' my P's and Q's, thinkin' "What would Jesus do?" "Better get yourself a lawyer, son!" It's time to leave the room Excuse me, sittin' in my filth-like jacuzzi Love it when they buy their records, hate it when you loop it But that's just the music, I do it to death I'd do it again and I'd blame the dude that's new in the band So what the fuck, mang? Runnin' in this house half cut Filled the bathtub with vomit, Setty kicked him in the arse (What?) They said get an attorney I said "uh-uh" Held up in a cell with Setty, I rang Suffa Bailed me out in a UC Santa Cruz shirt Neanderthal man, meeting Tarzan, the new jerk So lock me up when I'm doin' my thing I got this one for the law, another two for the [?] Police officer, I ain't dumb I got 99 problems, bein' rich ain't one, hit me [Chorus: Trials & Jay-Z] You better get a lawyer, son You better get a real good one, what's the deal? "You some type of lawyer or something? Somebody important or something?" Said, uh, better get a lawyer, son You better get a real good one "I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit" [Verse 2: Sesta] Yeah The court will come to order and I ain't got solutions But the judge's daughter, well, that's a prosecution So, now I go to seclusion And when I come out what they say? It's either him or Rick Rubin, I gotta Groom in the back: "When Groomers Attack" Apocalypse proof bunk has got food, I've got snacks And got booze to relax, stimpaks for the wounds Looks as if I've already gone through the booze So I gots to get the fuck out Think I left the Sega back at mum's house Trying to clock Alex The Kid for about a month now Every time I come out, police is all around and "Come out with you hands up, we've got you surrounded" Nah, but lock me up 'cause there's a chance that I've done it You might call it stealin' music, it's just samplin', brother And I still pay in advance till I can play a guitar Lookin' shifty eyed, LA Noire, I gotta get a fuckin' lawyer [Chorus: Trials & Jay-Z] You better get a lawyer, son You better get a real good one, what's the deal? "You some type of lawyer or something? Somebody important or something?" Said, uh, better get a lawyer, son You better get a real good one "I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit" [Verse 3: Hons] Man, I've done a lot of dumb shit, 'specially as a young kid At 18 clean my act, never got busted Guess it was a Agent 99: time to get smart 'Cause, once you pass that, you get fucked if they press a charge Better get myself a lawyer Even sample clearance these days hit the pocket hard like De La Hoya (Well, son, what's the maximum you've got?) I've only got this much (Well, what's the maximum you got?) What the fuck kinda barterin' is that? Does he want me to pull double shifts to pay part of the track? I ain't doin' all that, just wanna make rap music Without a lawsuit ever comin' back to me But, if it does, you can sue me I just get acquitted by my peers and Ron Jeremy hung juries Man, we sick, want the evidence? [?] check the last 10 years and three albums are precedent
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Credits
- Writers
- Hons
- Trials
- Sesta