Framed

feat. Killa Sin, cool G. Rap

I represent myself and my own defense

Innocent by reason of no evidence

Plus they're tryin' pick the punishment the judge insists

My fingerprints were traced back to six gun clips

Cop witness, who try and testify on my click

He on the payroll that's why I got my prior dismissed

This is framework, somehow they got ahold of my flick

The night in question, I was restin' home with my chick

Then the spot was blown, cops rushed in, shots were blown

I jetted out the lab with socks and boxers on

Undercover chased me down for three weeks

He ceased to interrogate like I might speak

But no, I won't tell ya who I work for

And no, I won't tell ya who the work's for

You can hit me with the book, brick, hammer and all

I dig a tunnel or just scale the jailhouse wall

Your honor..

True me ???

Dem a see me push weight and dem claim dem see me, dem try frame me

But me nah snitch, they try and test me me bust my clip

Me on de blunts all de time and de gyal dem a wine

True dem Rebel I and I, we bust down de sign

Try frame me but nah me nah snitch

They try test me me bust my clip

They got me framed, locked and chained

'cause some lame on the block was slain

Cops came but I ain't pop a flame

Hear me ya honor? I ain't dropped a thing

I was cuffed, they told me that somebody dropped my name

And the time they tryin' to match me with is not the same

I was knocked from 8:00 to the time the shot went rang

When I woke up, I smoked up and watched the game

Then I laid up with my bitch and got rocked with brain

Release me from this Elymer Fudd shit, the glove don't fit

Too tall for the cop description and slugs don't fit

He was hit with a nine right? I bust slugs with a fifth

You got any of my D.N.A. or blood up in this bitch?

I'm not the guy aligned to fall, this not my crime at all

You lock me up, I'm climbin' the wall

You want me scapegoat, so stay close, alliance will call

With some grimy niggas schemin' on the shines in the hall

Fuck that, you and the D.A. spit-shine our balls

You can catch up with me some other time, from mines to yours

Come on a plea bargain for what, your honor?

Nah yo I ain't do shit, the only thing I'm coppin' is a new whip

The night it happened I was lampin' at a deuce flick with two chicks

Kim and Chris, we guzzle Cris' on some Rush Hour 2 shit

I knew the kid, yeah we had problems, yeah I robbed him

Now it's '98 though and the handgun was a revolver

You tryin' to play me on an old case but I hold no weight

Turned myself in, I skated on them keystone jakes

Right description, right Killa, wrong case, I didn't hit him

Here's the verdict, not guilty, not tryin' to see a prison

Got my life on the line, you want to grind me through ya system

And have my family and my wiz cryin', I miss 'em

You buggin', you the same judge that framed K with the drugs

Somebody came up dead and now you want to blame us?

This shit is too much, aiyo before you screw us

I'll grab the bailiff's gun and light this whole room up {*gunshot*}