Touchdown
Yeah
Eleven black jurors
Eight years
Two felonies
One gun
It's crazy
Listen
The jury didn't believe me
These crackers tried to Max B. me
Sent me to a max with wack flatscreen T.V's
Told Malik and M Eazy, You don't gotta come see me
Learn from your brothers mistakes and don't try to be me
Neutral, and that's what I'ma be when they release me
No need to throw it up with dudes, don't try to peace me
The state flooded with Deuce, Chinita, Peachy
Fiends can't pay they debt, sign into P.C
Shit is foul
Judge's hitting niggas like Paquiao
Niggas that was wearing Stop Snitching shirts is ratting now
Bragging bout you was getting bread back in the town
What happen now? You just bringing bread back from chow
On the dance floor, going back and forth, playing cat and mouse
You can't kiss her. Picture what dick she had in her mouth
Getting the bag out of her twat is what I'm about
So I could have grands in my state pants when I get out
Yeah, I took that on the chin though
They try to hang me man
But I'm here. Yeah
On the buss now
Copped a fresh brick, no bus downs
Lifted off the city air don't want the high to come down
It's a tough town and you know you done lucked out
Cause you know your P.O. is trying to violate you somehow
I just wanna make my daughter and my unborn son proud
Not another brother locked for a man down
No hands out, it's about time I put the gun down
N.Y.G. get ready for me when I touch down
Yup Marzy's home
And it's like I never left I had the global phone
Yeah I stayed in touch
I heard y'all back home wasting. Y'all complain too much
Talking bout it's hard out here
They gave me work release I'm on my job out here
It's quiet for that eight ball it's a war out here
But I could stop the madness. I'm a God out here
Yeah. We gon Mob y'all gon starve out here
Flatbush, it's your begotten son
Back from my hiatus
It's been a while but I'm back
Talking that talk. Y'all already know
Touchdown, Touchdown
Eleven black jurors
Eight years
Two felonies
One gun
It's crazy
Listen
The jury didn't believe me
These crackers tried to Max B. me
Sent me to a max with wack flatscreen T.V's
Told Malik and M Eazy, You don't gotta come see me
Learn from your brothers mistakes and don't try to be me
Neutral, and that's what I'ma be when they release me
No need to throw it up with dudes, don't try to peace me
The state flooded with Deuce, Chinita, Peachy
Fiends can't pay they debt, sign into P.C
Shit is foul
Judge's hitting niggas like Paquiao
Niggas that was wearing Stop Snitching shirts is ratting now
Bragging bout you was getting bread back in the town
What happen now? You just bringing bread back from chow
On the dance floor, going back and forth, playing cat and mouse
You can't kiss her. Picture what dick she had in her mouth
Getting the bag out of her twat is what I'm about
So I could have grands in my state pants when I get out
Yeah, I took that on the chin though
They try to hang me man
But I'm here. Yeah
On the buss now
Copped a fresh brick, no bus downs
Lifted off the city air don't want the high to come down
It's a tough town and you know you done lucked out
Cause you know your P.O. is trying to violate you somehow
I just wanna make my daughter and my unborn son proud
Not another brother locked for a man down
No hands out, it's about time I put the gun down
N.Y.G. get ready for me when I touch down
Yup Marzy's home
And it's like I never left I had the global phone
Yeah I stayed in touch
I heard y'all back home wasting. Y'all complain too much
Talking bout it's hard out here
They gave me work release I'm on my job out here
It's quiet for that eight ball it's a war out here
But I could stop the madness. I'm a God out here
Yeah. We gon Mob y'all gon starve out here
Flatbush, it's your begotten son
Back from my hiatus
It's been a while but I'm back
Talking that talk. Y'all already know
Touchdown, Touchdown
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Writer(s): Jacques Valsaint
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