Texty:
Judge Bringin It Down

IT AND YOU SHOOT IT AND NOW IT'S MELTED YOUR MIND I'M BRINGIN' IT DOWN, THIS HAMMER I'VE GOT THIS IGNORANCE HAS GOT TO BE STOPPED I'M BRINGIN' IT DOWN

Nothing on your mind your head's hanging low melting into the crowd and taking it slow you're a little jumpy you seem a little tense you're not outspoken

Just like you i chose a path and fought to make it work thought i found what i was looking for oh god i'm fucking lost like you, i face rejection

throwing our names around were we supposed to let it keep us down? now i've had friends they passed like the breeze and more than once it took me

outta downs, Critics say he on hold, he won?t change it up A real nigga won?t fold ya?ll can hang it up, Bring me the Jury and the Judge watch me crank

has it been that long? Say, what happened since I been gone, homie? Y'all got the game all wrong, man, it's too pretty in here Let's say we take it back

I can judge a character like Ito judge a verdict And if you bringin' threats I give you sex if I ain't heard it See poppin' shit's about your attitude

my presence, love it or leave it You can't believe it, it ain't that season, get to steppin', hater Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'

come and get it, 'cause we still five, live, and vicious. Don't get it twisted, muthafucka. Run up on it whenever ya wanna get down and dirty. Still