Casual - Wrongplace (Casual remix) lyrics

I writes rhymes for rehearsal But first chill I gotta little story to tell ya How I almost caught a Bad one Add one to the list of 2,000 and 1 Stupid things to do I had crew when they stepped at a party Hardly even known I own a Smith & Wesson But it's resting at home In a shoe box They see crews jock So they wanna step and test the rep I got I said 'Wait a second Check inside my coat for a shank' They must be imagining that I'm money in the bank They'll get spanked Cause I'm not the n***a I got bigga brothers waiting in the bushes To mush kids I talk when I wanna talk Never silence Violence erupts when I clown ya Catch a beat down ya Cause I never back away from n***as Even if you gotta pistol I dare ya pull the trigga But that's suicide Either you must die Or I must So why bust me Cause I'm guilty Of being in the wrong place At the wrong time Comin' at ya in the wrong state of mind I'm now in a hurry A pow when a flurry Of bullets come speeding by I needn't die I gotta make tracks & take back my words I eat 'em Cause everybody knows I didn't beat 'em... (CHORUS:) "Being in the wrong place at the wrong time" I'm out on the town I don't frown at people Cause they tend to get offended And then the heat will Be on my a** I got cla** Never out of line, cause I'm standing here without a nine Pistols I wish will not blast me TAZ be circlin' corners Lookin' for Warners You know the Brothers Me & you We didn't do sh** But we get ha**led Because we crew & we rollin' This is my car It isn't stollen I hope you catch a slug Straight in your colon When ya walkin' the beat I bet ya gotta sheet hangin' up in ya closet Phuck this law sh** But there is two laws to follow, you know There is laws of the city And there's laws of the ghetto I go to clubs with a smile on my face Just in case n***as look & wanna whyle in the place Cause of jealousy Del is me Only me n***as walkin' in poppin' sh** That's who the phonies be Peep it one night And you'll see it it's quite clear Since we all know now That's why we're Never in the wrong place @ the wrong time! (CHORUS) Damn, I hate cops! I need to bust they chops Always gettin' props for the n***as they pop Peep I smoke weed Get weeded Cause I need it to calm my nerves before a pig get bleeded I got busted for less than a gram of hash They wanna cram my a** In the slammer That punk po-po Bringin' back hash from Amsterdam is a no-no I didn't know they would catch me Punk mutt fetch me Stretched me out at Customs Gotta bust 'em I can't call it They found it in my wallet Now Customs got me And I just can't stall it I wish they would leave me alone Dog lookin' at me like Feed me a bone He might bite me Very likely They had to strike me with a fine or time I said fine Mines was 500 bones For a gram of hash My mind was blown Come back to Michigan So we can pitch again Federal offense Now I better go & convince the judge... (CHORUS)