Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Serve 'Em A Sentence (feat. Motion Man), artist - Kool Keith. Album song Diesel Truckers feat. KutMasta Kurt, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.07.2004
Record label: Threshold
Song language: English
Serve 'Em A Sentence (feat. Motion Man) |
Yeah I’m tellin you, it’s really bad out there |
People out there they doin too much |
You guys are lucky I don’t have my finger over the button |
Cause I’d push it, I’m not playin |
You need more than your hand slapped |
Stop and stare, what would it be like |
If New York had the electric chair? |
Eight years if you caught with a gun |
Would that eliminate the fun? |
Child support, cut your hand off if you don’t take care of your son |
Only people in a wheelchair can receive welfare |
Take care of your own abortion |
Every hospital in the city don’t care |
They signed the legislation |
Robbery, you face castration |
Tough lawyers can’t even fight the litigation |
3 weeks in jail for smokin cigarettes in public |
Curfew, everybody go home at 2 in the afternoon |
Murder an elderly lady, you die in the gas room |
Rapist, put them in hot water |
Let the public throw hot grease on 'em in a bathroom |
(Serve 'em a sentence) Mess around |
And be orange jumpsuited for life, you gotta pay a price |
(Serve 'em a sentence) Fugitives don’t run |
The shotgun’ll smell smoke from the barrel of one |
(Serve that kid) Straight whup your body |
When you dance with a cyclone fence |
(Serve 'em a sentence) Knock knock you there? |
Open up, assume position for the handcuffs |
Anybody with a white sheet on |
Not playin, a ghost a Halloween arrest 'em on the scene |
Transplant 'em with different races organs live on TV |
Then drop 'em in Oz and let the Aryans turn on 'em |
Every other race in the pen’ll do a train on 'em |
You sick duck sick now, who want a kitty bone? |
Watchin kiddie porn, the public would go biblical |
Be seein your ass’ll get stoned |
Kidnappers I’ma teach you, your ass’ll get cloned |
And yourself’ll take yourself |
And treat yourself like yourself, your self killed |
Yeah trifling how it felt |
Expect a rading in public assistance delf |
You know your saliva was whack |
Witness a murder and you could lose an eyelid for that |
Cure for total fraud, electric chair is over |
While you wearin a for the bowler |
Give you a 27-to-life for molestin children |
Put you in a dorm, let you breathe in anthrax |
Torture you worser than Hitler |
Go 'head touch a baby’s private, I’ll fix ya |
Clean the highway eight times a day |
Chief officials, increase the death sentence |
Mr. Blackstone, do it my way |
Stick up a store I’ll take your eyes away |
Act black, you turn black |
Or what you so-called call black, you sayin nigga to each other |
You feel black, but what you gon' do |
When the feds attack black, act white proper on sight |
You send spam or virus, embalmin fluid with AIDS |
Injected into the body 'til it blows up like a grenade |
Red light run and your head will concave |
Suffer 'til the fine’s paid |