| Hey mom.
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| They got me down at the substation
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| And this punk ass C. O right here is testing my patience
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| Naw mama don’t cry, cause it’s not that serious
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| I’m drunk and I’m tired and I’m a little bit delerious
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| But other than that, I’m gonna be O. K
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| It’s just a misdemeanor running overnight stay
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| Anyway I had to call cause you’re the only person I can count on
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| Not to? |
| to make sure I don’t get caught up? |
| out the County Jail
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| Nah I don’t need bail. |
| I’ll be out tomorrow morning
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| That’s if when they run my name they don’t come up with no warrants
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| Nah, ain’t do nothing. |
| But you know how they do
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| They could make something, if they really wanted to
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| So… What I need from you is to be at the Inglewood court about two
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| That’s when the judge will hear my case
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| It’ll really do me good to, you know, see your face
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| But since I don’t have a whole lot of time to waste
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| Let me apologize for being a disgrace
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| Next for the stress and calling you so late
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| Please know this is a call that I never wished to make
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| I tried to avoid it
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| All throughtout my youth I did my dirt smart
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| That way I stayed aloof to the system and its prisons
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| Always made the right decisions
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| You know, weed not crack, Krylon not gats. |
| It was that type of logic
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| That kept me out the trap, I could of just snapped
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| Like the rest that went crazy but that’s not in my nature
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| And not how you raised me. |
| I felt I owed you better
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| Than a couple Saturday visits, some jailhouse flicks and some poorly written
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| letters
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| Plus we had a little cheddar that you worked so hard for
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| Why would I risk it all for just to act hardcore
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| That’s why you won’t believe why they threw in me in the car for
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| Not for drunk driving. |
| Fighting or no drug sit
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| Mom they locked me in the jail cell for pissing in public
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| Mamma put your house up, So I can bounce up
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| Out this motherfucker, that’s why I love ya
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| I love ya |