Listener - Beat the Rap lyrics

[Intro] This is the case of State versus Deepspace 5 The defense can call its first witness Please state your name for the court [Verse 1: Fred B] Freddie hot-hands, lend me your ear and I can tell you Sev's gameplan Homie was off, said Dust was cutting him short On the *Back to Dust* record I would like to report It's the god's honest, doggonest truth I tell ya' Started looking through his records talking Helter Skelter Had a look in his eye like he wanna try With a head full of lies he heard from Rabbi Then he dropped the verse how he padded the purse Dust tried to explain then he had to reverse With the statement from Paypal to validate Plus in the ashes of the rubble is a file from Nate Please state your name for the court [Verse 2: Sev Statik] Sev Statik the point man I'm always on course Come on kid, how was it me? Stuffing in my notebook with thousands of beats Drowning in freestyle, meanwhile I feel some heat Ain't nothing strange; I knew it was me Because my pen holds lava, to spit harder To spit hotter, it's getting darker Smoke filled rooms, it's not me Choking out, get on the floor, move towards the door Run out the back, manCHILD with a little bit of talk to hand Because I figure he did it, uh-huh Please state your name for the court [Verse 3: Manchild] ManCHILD, I was sleeping on the sofa when the fire ran wild But the phone rang waking a copy of Slow Flame I was sorta blacked out but I saw the whole thing Figure with the itchy trigger finger to shoot Like flicker, bigger, sticker to the biggest of the crews He was like, diesel what's a wigger to do? Next thing I know I'm speaking to the evening news It spread so fast, I'll leave it to you On some scientific theories that you leading them through Found bu*terfly wings all over the crime scene Man, Sivion did it, believe it son, I'm clean Please spit your game for the court [Verse 4: Sivion] It's Sivion, bomb on the mic when I write, make a million What's really on, is what's really gone crazy Dust's crib burned and they blame me But I got no shame cause I saw the whole thing If you know the style you can figure out the name It will make you go dang If you do the math you would probably do the same We got hungry from the raps Sev put the chicken patties on the grill in the back The deck caught flame from every stub angle You saw the chubb prints so talk to Doug Dangle Please state your name for the court [Verse 5: Playdough] Come on man, you heard the flow, you know who I am Gosh dangit dang I'm so innocent I've been framed by unmagnificent Kiddy size, small young on their uniform Flowers, my little ponies and unicorns The truth is everybody there saw Ozark Empire strike back, Arkansas The hillbilly himself was burning a bite Drop a spark on the carpet and all ignite We all ran but we didn't know it all combust Listener better listen up and talk to Dust Please state your name for the court [Verse 6: Listener] Dan Smith, good citizen of life and I solemnly swear To not tell a lie while I sit in this chair It was all dark, drove up on the scooter Our 5 foots stricken, past a string of looters Stuff from Nate's house hanging from the arms And pieces of Nate's house burning on the lawn I see Nate; arms to the sky, on his knees And I look out back see a figure in the trees It was an ugly Sasquatch Phantom of the Opera (You want the truth? You can't handle the truth!) It's colonel Bruno in the studio with a candelabra [Bridge] Mister foreman, do you have a verdict? 25 to life each one of them burned it Mister foreman, do you have a verdict? 25 to life each one of the deserved it [Verse 7: Sintax.the.Terrific] May it please the court, I'm counsel for the defendants There has been a travesty of justice in this sentence No genuine issue of material fact presented From which a jury of their peers could be convinced That beyond a reasonable doubt these six men did it I'd like to reserve rebu*tal time after my colleague's finished You see your honor, on the night in question They could not have done it they were jacked on epinephrine And Dust he saw it all, but I firmly believe That that his testimony should be suppressed: fruit of the poisonous tree And your honor, if I'm really being honest There has been a violation of substantive due process Of Roe v. Wade and Lawrence vs. Texas And the forum state lacks a thoroughly sufficient nexus To keep these men, did I fail to mention That the jurors suffered from a general lack of attention Or really any good sense, I think one was blind And the alternates shot dice and partied all the time And the State's main witness was John Caliglio And everyone in lock-up knows that he's a snitch, yo This verdict is void ab initio Res ipsa loquitur, and x post facto [?] ultra vires ex facie Quid pro quo plus I think it has rabies We need a change of forum and venue Toilet paper, plus the lockup needs a menu He's starved clients behind bars And I'd like to file a motion to have your honor disbarred Or at least recused, institute sanctions For your contempt and multiple violations Assault, battery, malicious prosecution Bad breath, libel, slander, prostitution Loss of consortium, clients can't survive Since the ruling they haven't had any s** with their wives This is a breach of your fiduciary duties Only recourse is sell our story to the movies Get paid millions, give it to the children Do it all over again to beat the system