[Judge] Cold 
Hard, Wild
Style, Kilo & 
Neverless 
You all are being charged with 
Kidnapping, aggravated assault, 
Armed robbery, money laundering, 
****** slanging and gang banging 
And all that other type a *************t 
That I can't believe 
Tell me, do you think you're guilty 
Verse 1: Wild
Style Look here your honor 
My life was full of broken dreams 
I had to hustle on the corner 
Selling crack to the fiends 
****** slanger, gang banger, 
*************t, had to be it 
Give the hoes a break up quick. 
A PIMP I was born to be 
The hoes was bringing me liquor 
And the fiends was calling me 
God My connection was the government 
They gave me the job 
I was slanging on the block 
Two for ten, after dark 
Pump blasted two springs dead 
All you heard was 
BLOWS BARR
ED We was slanging them automatics 
************* them *************s that tried to jack 
Rags to riches told the ******** 
Mother******** 
I'm a maniac 
My case is a nowhere 
Cause my lawyer's got a grudge 
************* it, I'm guilty 
Suck my ************* judge 
Verse 2: Cold 
Hard Hey I'm sorry to become 
What a mother******** became 
It was the way that 
I was raised 
In this mother******g game 
Try to tame myself 
But it wasn't no help 
Hell yeah a ************* snapped 
Had to keep my ******g rep 
Making gosh darn *************s step 
Always trying ta test me 
Cause I'm a big old shorty 
When I upped her thing 
It weren't no game 
Playing wid this *************t's got me horny 
When I was just a little boy 
Played wid hoes instead of toys 
************* what a mother******** say 
I'm going to drink my banging choice 
Cause I wasn't one a them ones ************* 
I grew up a lunatic 
Had to have my snap so 
I jack So 
I roll wid a big ol' ass clik 
Know how Wild
Style, Kilo, 
Never Beat the system did it clever 
All this *************t that we endured 
Tryin' to tell it to the judge 
Hook 2x: Coming up in this game 
Was a bogus generation 
Living life just to bang 
Just to slang's my occupation 
Tryin' to make it some way 
And it don't matter cause my attitude 
And visions the same 
So you can tell it to the judge dude 
Verse 3: Never 
Now as a young buck in the hood 
It was hard to get by hard to make it 
Had to make a way anyway 
I could So 
I had to take it 
And it drove me to a point 
That I had my mind on bustin' 
Caught up in the lifestyle of a thug 
Guess it was up in the blood 
*************s try to play me bogus *************t 
************* roll you know 
I'm slick 
Rolling wid a bogus clik 
So ************* just kill that *************t 
Ran up in the *************'s crib 
Didn't think that he was gonna live 
Pull the trig, heard him scream 
But he didn't die cause he was a fiend 
Strung on ****** 
And the ************* ran his mouth 
And now I'm locked up 
Looking up out the window 
Ain't no window 
And it's ****** up 
Could it be that 
I had a grudge 
Couldn't show him no ******g love 
Caught a case, face to face 
Had to tell it to the judge 
Verse 4: Kilo 
Yeah you caught me now 
But I already went to hell and back 
For my life as a gang banger 
Standing out in the cold 
And I can't slanga 
Never thought 
I'd live this long 
Went to sit in a room by myself 
Having thoughts of all the things 
That I've lost in the world 
Thinking I'm getting close to death 
But now I'm having flashbacks 
And I can't get no freedom 
Never had no pot to piss in 
Nobody to help me out, so a ************* sin 
Robbing ******** broke and dumb 
Couldn't read and write to one 
Gats you never trust 
Snatching chains from the back of the bus 
And it ain't no thing for me to pop a ************* 
I broke my *************t to the left and killed 
Arms, legs, legs, arms, head 
Forgive me for my damn sin 
Now I'm facing double life 
But life ain't long enough punk 
Cause that's to the bodies in my trunk 
Now I got to face the judge 
Hook 2x [Judge] 
While I reach my verdict 
You're all being sentenced 
To life in prison 
With no obligation of parole 
Get 'em outta here guards 
Get 'em outta my face