[Verse 1: Defcee]
Them work songs cops whistle to
Got a different tune when they flex
Politicians on witches’ brooms
In front of middle schools in a vest
The War on Drugs been expired
If the fix you move is Rx
While the SWATs like, “WE DON’T GET TIRED”
As they’re kickin' you in the chest
Entrapment the plot: ten racks in a drop
Deck stacked in a box. Step back with the shot
Chef’s hat and a wok
Legs latched to a lock. Public defender like
“You wanted to gamble with your life?
Well, you had a bettеr chance throwin' headcracks on the block.”
Shortcut crimе scenes to blind pleas. Lady Justice need Visine
System snuck you in the last round. “Good night, Irene!”
That train always cry steam. In the courtroom, eyes stream
Judge teachin' us all what time means
It’s the same song, different rhyme scheme

[Verse 2: PremRock]
Case study, how to muddy up the place
Co-defendant stand but the question was open ended
Memory betrays you, still put buddy in his place
Ain't the devil crafty? Blame Azazel
Eyes glaze, gazin' like appraisal
Like, if I get to the bottom of this, I bet that there's some money in the safe
Errant in general, justice all parenthetical
Beware the extent and share of the tentacles
Bail bondsman rings twice like, remember sharin' that edible?
Arid terrain hard to navigate, 'less you [?] with the taste
The quotes boat raced past the silence of an open space
Heavy is the wrist which toast the flame
Defense pro-bono, no shame
Secrets we learn on trail
Cheap suit, the rebuke
Sly John Turturro smile, DOJ ethics is DOA
Odds as good as a keno slate
There's a reason for free drinks at the casino
Only good as that rate card, bought it for primo stakes
Tight lipped, no flight risk, but you should relocate
A c-note spin with pinot blend, justice will see no trace
But you know the refrain, "it'll be ok"
Retainers only meant to retain
[Verse 3: billy woods]
Chutes and ladders
Chutes and ladders, screamin' trains barrel through the caverns
Vermin scatter and return, people after what they after
Hot stove, the child burned, don't be runnin' and laughin'
Elevator shaft, open mouth, waitin' and gaspin'
Poison air comin' out the sub-basement
Pottery shards, fractured bone fragments from which to discern the madness
Gaseous elements lit in traffic, cough up a lung and go back, masochist
Hock a loogie
Classless V. I. Lenin on the 523 to Maspeth, catch a wreck
Rubberneckin' at the wake, even dead I was worth my weight in debt
Faulty wiring sparking in the super apartment
Needle in his arm, TV throwing shadows on the farthest wall
Corner cordoned off, caution tape, I begs your pardon

[Verse 4: E L U C I D]
And every day dismantled
Every day dismantled
I was thrashing out of my rotted corpse in the city
Swarming sewer rats rose to hear me, fuck you sincerely
Sometime things are exactly what they appear to be
Tearing me to pieces, severe delusions are living fearlessly
White war machines, empire conspiracy
Hoodoo hexes on all you hold dearly
Hear me whisper, there's not nearly enough back-up
Bad luck, slack-jaw pigs begin to [?]
Tatted they foreheads with verses
A book of coming forth by day in precise cursive
New meaning of scratching the surface
Fat, black and, shirtless
New Brooklyn blocks makin' white women nervous
Worst case scenario determined, voided ID on my person
Servin' up a lesser god, doom collage
Que será, será, back of the lodge
Hangman tarot pulled from the car
Should I loot before I starve?
Raw loop, the mind of the macabre
Ghetto goth don't like the effect
Why produce the cause
Seem like we're too far gone, it's in the stars