Trial Of The Century lyrics

AZ:

Just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga

Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker

Duckin` low, wit the four four, tryin` to bust and blow

Empty out before the Po Po come bust the show

Sobered up, knew it was beef, but over what?

Been in the cut, escapin` these streets, they cold as fuck

Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet, no time for aimin`

Back arched, all you saw was sparks, niggas blazin`

One fell, callin` for help, heard him yell

My last shell, tore through his spine, it`s time to bail

It`s slow motion, dust in my clothes started ?boatin`?

It`s bizarre copin`, my blood flowin` like the Art Of Goshen

Thoughts racin`, hit the corner slow pacin`

No destination, it`s up North a nigga facin`



CHORUS: Panama P.I.

If we all gonna die, I`m prepared to meet my maker

But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see some paper

Keep my head to the sky, won`t let no one pull us down

Do whatever it takes, cuz that`s the breaks, money make this world go

`round



AZ:

I pleed innocent, the love for my freedom is infinite

Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds, the mortal 10 percent

Self Defense, incarceration couldn`t help repent

Caught in commotion at the time I felt it, felt intense

Him or me, it`s misery through my memory

But mentally, outcome wise I feel no sympathy

You know the streets, how some niggas could go for weeks

Rock you slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it`s beef

Know it`s deep, I live my life on the creep

Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move Mystique



Foxy Brown: (AZ)

Let him speak, my dogg is innocent

It was my gats (Boo I got this), this cat named Roberto it`s certain

Desert Ease in my skirts end

Let my nigga live (Oha), while I breed us up a kid

Face this little bi - tch



AZ:

No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the extra waitin`

Hesitatin`, they know the time a nigga facin`

So what`s the verdict?



CHORUS (overlaps the last line of AZ`s verse)



AZ:

I feel ill inside, though my life is still a ride

Some may criticize, but it`s a blessin`, that I`m still alive

From all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold shit

From comin` that close gettin` my dome split

Spreaded out, so much on my mind, gotta let it out

To live, and die for a cause I feel dead with out

Check my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some Tech`s beef

Charged with drunk drivin` once, but I was half `sleep

Swervin`, off of St. Mark`s and Burgan, in a rented Suburban

I must`ve dozed when I was turnin`

But peep this, I`m on trial now, no sign of weakness

No secrets, just goin` to court, & I`m tryin` to beat this

A new Don, another score, another new born, been too long

Here`s a dick jury for y`all to chew on



{Judge`s voice: Order in the court, order in the court

That`s contempt of court!



CHORUS (2 times)



Panama P.I.:

If we all gonna die