Mista (Freestyle)

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[Chorus] Defendant, twelve jurors They ask question I ain't never heard of They ask me, "How you feelin', Mr. Criminal?" I'm thinkin', "Suck your mother, Mr. Ugly Fucker" They don't want me ridin' free like a Benzema They think they stoppin' money, but di money stronger Prosecuter, Mr. Suggestor He callin' me a liar, what a cheeky fucker [Verse 1] Turn a twelve second ting into documentary Feel like it's elementary Feel like walkin' out the court room, it a-temptin' Though my mummy stressin' like I don't catch hеr blessin' And I can't lie, they want mе fly bird They gave my killies wings, but don't want me fly high They wanna give me stretch, stress cannot kill king Style so bling, clean manna saucy Even not they business, they still tell story Man, this shit boring Pressure had him sing like Balamory I find it appalling, I can't ignore it Beg love where? Mi na ever force it [Chorus] Defendant, twelve jurors They ask question I ain't never heard of They ask me, "How you feelin', Mr. Criminal?" I'm thinkin', "Suck your mother, Mr. Ugly Fucker" They don't want me ridin' free like a Benzema They think they stoppin' money, but di money stronger Prosecuter, Mr. Suggestor He callin' me a liar, what a cheeky fucker [Verse 2] Saw they lookin' at me like an exam King can't believe they wanna exile him They wanna do me like a hangman They can try and they be, they can't curse on me Watching my killy die a hundred times frustrating Meanwhile, the room hot, it a-bakin' Prosecutor comin' at me like he Lucifer They wanna gimme hell, but I'm too clean I just wanna live in peace, but they just want me lock up I like puff Cali, yeah, I toke proper All my life I tried hard from the danger Hard, so hard, try to dodge hunger [Chorus] Defendant, twelve jurors They ask question I ain't never heard of They ask me, "How you feelin', Mr. Criminal?" I'm thinkin', "Suck your mother, Mr. Ugly Fucker" They don't want me ridin' free like a Benzema They think they stoppin' money, but di money stronger Prosecuter, Mr. Suggestor He callin' me a liar, what a cheeky fucker Defendant, twelve jurors
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Credits
- Writers
- Pa Salieu