Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burden of Proof, artist - Torae. Album song Admission Of Guilt, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.01.2017
Record label: Internal Affairs
Song language: English
Burden of Proof |
| Mr Carr we’d like to have a word with you can you open the door |
| Don’t make us have to batter it off |
| Shit be down to the floor we put the ram on it |
| And go ham on it all we wanna is you to come out & chat for a damn moment |
| Nah chief I don’t talk to police & what’s the cause for the grief |
| I’m in here with my family we sleep |
| Go & solve some real cases stop the slandering me |
| No merandering & handcuffing me |
| (The fuck outta here) |
| This the last time we asking you boy |
| Next we send in the dogs rip your crib up from the ceiling to floor |
| Heard from a little birdy you be pitching That Raw |
| We about to pin your ass to the wall (open the door) |
| Hoping you score look at the long at the long arm of the law |
| If you came with a warrant you’d a showed it before |
| Y’all ain’t got nothing on me cept suspicion is all |
| Now get ya ass up away from my door making all if this noise |
| «We got you, from all your recordings in the booth |
| And everybody down with your crew |
| Since Daily Conversation we been watching your moves |
| We just need you to give us the proof x 2 |
| I got rights & my lawyer is tight |
| She gone have all your badges in her office tonight |
| Get the fuck off my property you might be alright |
| Otherwise I’m a ruin ya life (stick around if you like) |
| Ok big shot before we leave the spizzot |
| Can you explain the Range the rings & the wrist watch… |
| And IA thats a gang what your clique bout |
| I hope they stacking bail so you get out |
| Get outta what, get outta dodge nigga get off my nuts |
| David Blain with a chain how I get outta cuffs |
| For the record my only record’s the records I cut |
| Fucking pigs y’all don’t get out enough (think you calling my bluff) |
| You huff & you puff, I’m bout to blow your house down |
| No fairy tales just the cell when you locked down |
| In D Block make you feel like the Lox now |
| Less you unlock the locks now |
| «We got you, from all your recordings in the booth |
| And everybody down with your crew |
| Since Daily Conversation we been watching your moves |
| We just need you to give us the proof x 2 |
| «We got you, from all your recordings in the booth |
| And everybody down with your crew |
| Since Daily Conversation we been watching your moves |
| All you got is the burden of proof» |
| I got rights & my lawyer is tight |
| She gone have all your badges in her office tonight |
| Get the fuck off my property you might be alright |
| Otherwise I’m a ruin ya life (stick around if you like) |
| Ok big shot before we leave the spizzot |
| Can you explain the Range the rings & the wrist watch… |
| And IA thats a gang what your clique bout |
| I hope they stacking bail so you get out |
| Get outta what, get outta dodge nigga get off my nuts |
| David Blain with a chain how I get outta cuffs |
| For the record my only record’s the records I cut |
| Fucking pigs y’all don’t get out enough (think you calling my bluff) |
| You huff & you puff, I’m bout to blow your house down |
| No fairy tales just the cell when you locked down |
| In D Block make you feel like the Lox now |
| Less you unlock the locks now |
| «We got you, from all your recordings in the booth |
| And everybody down with your crew |
| Since Daily Conversation we been watching your moves |
| All you got is the burden of proof» |
| I’m tired of talking |
| We leaving ya shit broken |
| The snipers right on the roof with riffles & they scopin |
| Guess I gotta buckshots to prove I got you open |
| Special forces is here time to go in |
| You come in my crib I swear to God you’ll regret that you did |
| Have your decorated career reduced in to shit |
| Fuck a truce it’s like a noose around your neck can you dig |
| Word to Diddy hope you ready as BIG |
| I ain’t threatening kid you been warned |
| Tried to tell you its on now we gotta put your dirty laundry out on the lawn |
| You be on the front page 1st thing in the morn |
| Think about it, is this what you want could be different for sure |
| Listen to me I don’t listen to y’all |
| Any words that you hear you gone hear from a far |
| If you say you need proof I’m a give you it all |
| Let me tell you what started it off |
| «We got you, from all your recordings in the booth |
| And everybody down with your crew |
| Since Daily Conversation we been watching your moves |
| We just need you to give us the proof x 2 |