Legal Battles
I walk through the courthouse, they claimin' my acres
Cheap suits and legal briefs, just paper invaders
With judges in their pockets, they plotted my demise
I'm the storm's eye, where calmness resides
Tables are turnin', cuz I've learned the ropes
Partners and friends, trying to cut my throats
But I inherited the wind, the storm's what I reap
Destroying their plots, while they're losing sleep
They circle like vultures, in suits they unite
Their talons are legal, and they're hungry for a fight
I'm the phoenix from the ashes of their dirty little scheme
Rise from the lawsuits, a real estate dream
I walk through the courthouse, they claimin' my acres
Cheap suits and legal briefs, just paper invaders
With judges in their pockets, they plotted my demise
I'm the storm's eye, where calmness resides
Words like daggers, aimed straight for my chest
Armor beneath my slick black vest
And my shield is my wit, my sword is my tongue
I quash their motions, till their game is done
Bob and weave in the court so rare
Dodging their objections, like a breath of fresh air
I leap and I spin, not a step out of place
Every decree defending pro per, I'm the ace
A judgment so hefty, half million on my head
They think they've won, but I'm far from dead
I've played the board, every piece in my hand
When they looked to cash in, I owned the fucking land
I tell you my story, not for acclaim
To show the heart and the soul of the game
The law is a jungle, and justice is a beast
I'm the hunter in the night, not the fucking feast
Cheap suits and legal briefs, just paper invaders
With judges in their pockets, they plotted my demise
I'm the storm's eye, where calmness resides
Tables are turnin', cuz I've learned the ropes
Partners and friends, trying to cut my throats
But I inherited the wind, the storm's what I reap
Destroying their plots, while they're losing sleep
They circle like vultures, in suits they unite
Their talons are legal, and they're hungry for a fight
I'm the phoenix from the ashes of their dirty little scheme
Rise from the lawsuits, a real estate dream
I walk through the courthouse, they claimin' my acres
Cheap suits and legal briefs, just paper invaders
With judges in their pockets, they plotted my demise
I'm the storm's eye, where calmness resides
Words like daggers, aimed straight for my chest
Armor beneath my slick black vest
And my shield is my wit, my sword is my tongue
I quash their motions, till their game is done
Bob and weave in the court so rare
Dodging their objections, like a breath of fresh air
I leap and I spin, not a step out of place
Every decree defending pro per, I'm the ace
A judgment so hefty, half million on my head
They think they've won, but I'm far from dead
I've played the board, every piece in my hand
When they looked to cash in, I owned the fucking land
I tell you my story, not for acclaim
To show the heart and the soul of the game
The law is a jungle, and justice is a beast
I'm the hunter in the night, not the fucking feast
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Writer(s): David Levine Bramante
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