Mista (Freestyle)

Defendant

12 jurors
They ask question I ain’t never hearda

They ask me how you feel mr criminalI’m thinkin suck yo mudda

Mr ugly fuckaThey don’t want me riding free like a benzima

They think they stoppin money but di money stronger

Prosecuter uh

Mr suggestorHe calling me a liar

What a cheeky fuckerTurn a 12 second ting

Into documentaryFeel like its elementary

Feel like walkin out the court room it a temptinAnd I can’t lie they want me fly bird

They gave my killies wings but don’t want me fly highThey wanna gimmie strеtch stress cannot kill king

Style so bling

Clean manna saucy

Evеn not they business they still tell storyPressure had him sing like Balamory

I find it appalling

Beg love where?

Mi na ever force itDefendant

12 jurors

They ask question I ain’t never hearda

They ask me how you feel mr criminalI’m thinkin suck yo mudda

Mr ugly fuckaThey lookin at me like an examKing can’t believe they excile himThey wanna do me like a hang man

They try and b they cyant curse on meWatching my killy die a hundred times frustrating

Meanwhile the court hot it a bakinProcecutor comin at me like he Lucifer

They wanna gimmie hell but I’m too cleanI just wanna live in peace

But they just want me lock upI like puff cali

Yea I toke propperAll my life I tried

Hard from the danger

Hard so hard try dodge hunger