Fuck You Schmidt
Right about now NWA court is in full effect.
Judge Britton presiding in the case of Sunday Funday versus the Mark Schmidt.
Prosecuting attorneys are Pags, Sam and Graham muthafuckin L.
Order order order. Pags take the muthafuckin stand.
Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth
and nothin but the truth so help your black ass?
Why don't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say?
Fuck you Schmidt
Comin straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Mark thinks
He has the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't tha one
For a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' swoll off bread and water
Pags will swarm
On any muthafucka in a blue uniform
Just 'cause I'm from the CPT, punk mark is afraid of me
A young nigga on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Yo Britton, I got somethin to say
Fuck you Schmidt
Sam, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this fucked up incident.
Fuck Schmidt and Sam said it with authority
because the niggaz on the street is a majority.
A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping
and the motherfuckin' weapon
is kept in a stash box, for the so-called law
wishin' Sam was a nigga that they never saw
Lights start flashin behind me
But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me
But that shit don't work, I just laugh
Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path
To Mark I'm sayin fuck you punk
Readin my rights and shit, it's all junk
Make ya think I'm a kick your ass
But drop your gat, and Sams gonna blast
I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime
But I'm a smoke em now, and not next time
Imma muthafuckin villian that's mad
With potential to get bad as fuck
A nigga like Sam don't give a fuck to say
Fuck you Schmidt
Graham tell the jury how you feel abou this bullshit.
They put up my picture with silence
'cause my identity by itself causes violence
The G with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gansta, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot,
By me, or another nigga.
and with a gat it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger
And as you all know, G's here to rule
Whenever I'm rollin, keep lookin in the mirror
And there's no cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb muthafucka with a gun
And if I'm rollin off the 8, he'll be tha one
That I take out, and then get away
And while I'm drivin off laughin
This is what I'll say
Fuck you Schmidt
The jury has found you guilty of bein an asshole with
a shitty fantasy football name
Wait, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie.
I want justice! I want justice!
Fuck you, you black muthafucka!
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