Slipped Into A Coma

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[Intro: Dope-E] Case number 543027 K-Rino versus the United States of America Your Honour, we cannot fall victim to this man's preposterous claim That our fine American system is to blame for his negative actions We the prosecution demand that K-Rino serve life in prison [K-Rino] Y'all couldn't tame me, so you tame me You set me up, so if I blow up your fucking car, don't blame me From the city, to the county, to the state pen To the middle ward with all of the great men Charles Manson and etcetera Malicious manipulated miraculous mass murderer Hard luck was born around me Social setbacks, financial depression mentally drowns me I had a dream a cop tried to follow me Pulled out a gun full of bullets and made him swallow three Backup came, I shot a 50 in a clutch Getting hit by 49, I must be losing my touch Woke up sweating with the premonition He's a shark and my blade's a hook, time to do some ho fishing If I go to the White House, I'm willing to bet with no sweat I could feel my motherfucking neck Why work at Jack in the Box When I can make a grand a day just by packing the rocks Keep popping the shit you talk I'll drive a truck in that asshole quick, then parallel park You developed these mean streets Just to keep my black face on back of the green sheet On Friday the 13th I rest myself Cause I'm dropping motherfuckers on Thursday the 12th That's why I SLIP [Hook] S.L.I.P. - Serving Life In Prison S.L.I.P. - Serving Life In Prison S.L.I.P. - Serving Life In Prison S.L.I.P. - Serving Life In Prison [Break: Dope-E] Your Honour. we have substantial amounts of evidence against this man I think his ass deserves to die He brings shame and humiliation to this great great country we live in [K-Rino] I'm caught in a lifetime sentence, yeah prejudice set-up Even if I'm locked up I'll never let up I'm mentally scared from the punishment Society kept me in bondage for years now it's done again I dropped out in the tenth, never could go the length Because the white education was never meant Thought I was rough, now my reel I'm reading Born with a bullet in my chest, trunk and bleeding Nobody read me, my leader misled me I straight up broke the damn hand that fed me Cold killed a cop, knocked him out till his head split Whooped him till he woke up and said, "Man I'm dead, shit" He he come. I'm a brass knuckle bricker bomb Tricks in my mix getting chewed like a stick of gum Going through ya chest like a raygun Been the main target of a social conspiracy since day one I ain't calm yet, you jet when my palm sweats Cannons and bullets, firing squads and bomb threats Wrapped in a cell block, trapped in a jail lock Sold rock, guns cocked, the mirrors in shell shock Shit, got two kids, a son and a daughter But my girl lost it so she replaced a restraining order Living life with cops steady grabbing me The biggest mistake my momma made was having me Walking the path quick, South Park first round draft pick Half sick, I'm hard as a math trick Dangerous, a brother you don't trust The type to get a gun and just unload on a school bus When I was ten they should have signed a document Making me a permanent boy's home occupant They say vote for a ___ who's equipped But why pick a captain if he can't steer the damn ship The whole moral of these little tales Is to display that the unnecessary bullshit still prevails And that's wack life and you ain't gotta listen S.L.I.P. - Serving Life In Prison