So here it is
I'm in the Bronx
I'm on the 1
I'm on the run
I'm going back to Queens
I walk through the door, and look who it is
I didn't think I'd see you but I'm glad I did
You should have read my lyrics a little closer
Ask me how much I paid my lawyer
You should have read my lyrics a little closer
You've got that crazy look in? your eyes again
So here's the deal
I'm at the precint, not released yet
And they're calling you a punk
I thought you hated cops?
911 Speed Dial
Keeping the phone unlocked
Don't forget I know where you sleep at night
Somebody help me please
Somebody help me please
I swear to god I'll pull this trigger
Swear to god I'll pull this trigger
And watch your soul flow out
