Alibi

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Alibi

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[Verse 1: Boondox] Twenty-five to life is what I'm facing (Facin') And being blinded by the light is when the mind start racin' (Racin') But I ain't gonna let 'em break me (Break me) Just gotta hold it all together so The Devil don't take me Bloodstained hands and I put 'em on The Bible Not an innocent man but I was never homicidal Fingerprinted on the rifle but the glove don't fit (Glove don't fit) Might come off a little psycho but they love that shit I ain't a killer, bitch (killer, bitch), I'm what society made mе A lot of pissed off and just a little bit crazy And killin' don't faze mе, guilty as charged But y'all still ain't livin' safely with me behind bars (Behind bars) [Pre-Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas] They just wanna see the worst in me They wanna lock me up for murder in the first degree And I've been tryin' not to take this shit too personally Then have to pull that thang on 'em and reverse the plea And then it's-- [Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas] This is my alibi, label me the bad guy Then everybody dies when I (*guncock & gunfire*) Ain't gettin' no confession, refer 'em to the burner if there's any further questions There's no appeals on the docket today Ain't no verdict bein' heard so I been walkin' away There's no conviction and they droppin' the case Now how you gonna pass the sentence with a Glock in your face [Verse 2: Bukshot] Uhh! Sittin' in my cell Think about this court case, waitin' on bail Hope the lawyer give 'em hell (give 'em hell) 'cause I ain't got an alibi And if he don't, oh well, guess I'll tally my Days in this hellhole, moving with the convicts Only way I'll beat this thing is with Mob shit (Mob shit) Murder was the case, the prosecutor hate me Wanna hurt his face, damn, this place make me crazy (Crazy) People were redacted, lookin' like a witness 'Bout to send a note (send a note) to Boogie, handle business (Handle business) No fingerprints but there was a video It was late at night, damn, this thing is gettin' wicked, yo (Damn! Damn!) [Pre-Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas] They just wanna see the worst in me They wanna lock me up for murder in the first degree And I've been tryin' not to take this shit too personally Then have to pull that thang on 'em and reverse the plea And then it's-- [Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas] This is my alibi, label me the bad guy Then everybody dies when I (*guncock & gunfire*) Ain't gettin' no confession, refer 'em to the burner if there's any further questions There's no appeals on the docket today Ain't no verdict bein' heard so I been walkin' away There's no conviction and they droppin' the case Now how you gonna pass the sentence with a Glock in your face [Verse 3: Claas] Yeah! Sittin' in this cell, guess I'm hellbound (Guess I'm hellbound) Rottin' like a corpse, that's how Hell sounds (That's how Hell sounds) And I don't even see the light of day Twenty-four hours to myself got me feelin' like I'm insane (Like I'm insane) They didn't listen to my statements (To my statements) No alibi, the jury couldn't understand my placement (My placement) At the scene so now I'm tearin' at the seams They lock me up like I'm a beast with no remorse, there ain't a key (There ain't a key) Until it's time to walk that Green Mile (Green Mile), can't nobody save me, I'm a mean child (Mean child) Got a chair that is forever in my sightlines Guess it's time for sitting, this is fitting for my lifetime I can tell that they are watching me, people probably hungry for my death, they will applaud and see Me struggle for my life but this is not a fight I know I didn't do it but they still gon' turn my lights off, goodnight (Goodnight, goodnight) [Chorus: Boondox, Bukshot, & Claas] This is my alibi, label me the bad guy Then everybody dies when I (*guncock & gunfire*) Ain't gettin' no confession, refer 'em to the burner if there's any further questions There's no appeals on the docket today Ain't no verdict bein' heard so I been walkin' away There's no conviction and they droppin' the case Now how you gonna pass the sentence with a Glock in your face

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Credits

Writers
  • Boondox
  • Bukshot
  • Claas