Chris "The Glove" Taylor - Five Minutes To Flush lyrics

Five minutes to flush Nature: They say they just wanna question me the interuption 4 in the morning they knocked and caught me f**in' Throw on something mad provocative play with the top lock Buy me some time so I can hide the sh** kinda quick Move the guns clip the herb They got me shook up plus my nut was disturbed Hide the chocolate pickin' up shells form off the carpet Baracading the door for war like a hostage It's my crib, got my name on the lease Can't explain n***as just get arrained and released But who snitched set me up, I think it's you b**h Sacrificing my life for you two kids? Truth is, I got a business to lose eyewitness news Paper tellin' b**hes to move, police turned this into a zoo Mad reporters, I laugh as I'm sippin' my brew They think they caught us Hook: 4 in the morning Feds are out at the door What you gonna do? What you gonna do when they come through for you? Ooh ee ooh ee ooh ee yeah yeah yeah yeah 4 minutes left Nature: About a minute went by they knocked harder My b**h went hysterical in shock Slapped her to calm her 4-4 co*ked to armor It's been a long day now I raid with jakes playin' in the hallway It's senseless, enter my crib and can't prevent this Blockin' my entrance, trying to knock it off the hinges Battering rams coming inches, my ho was buggin' Throw a fit thowin' puttin' coke in the oven Like I'm Larry Davis the phone rang some D.A. b**h "Nature turn yourself in" I didn't say sh** Knowin' in my heart I'm a stay rich It's abusing, confusing them until they lose patience Try to ease up, calm my nerves with the cheeba Hoping the door doesn't fall before the keys flush Thieves rush, plus the riot squad No surrender no retreat sh**'s deep but times is hard Hook 3 minutes left Nature: By the time they had busted in I had touched the cash Just flushed the last hundred grams n***as deduct the math They made me either that or let them take me Still in my night clothes fake like I'm asleep Spoke to my rat heard him ask where the coke at Predicate felon hope to never go back They had surveilence aware of all dealings Knew about b**hes that liked to shoot and loot kept in ceilings Searching my spot behind curtains stay cursing Chief of police finally meet him in person But I just flushed the yayo what could he say do Trying to flip on me, once was on the payroll Trying to laylow he can't find what he need So instead I'm cuffed taken down for some weed But it's just for a short say, I call the Firm then emerge On the streets to return the next court day Hook 2 minutes left 1 minute left