Johnnie Cochran lyrics

Yeah, what, yeah
Uh huh
Bad man tings, bad man tings, bad man tings
I’m in the kitchen, of the options I got slim pickings
f*ck you and yo’ n*ggas, they some opps out in big [?]
Tryna rate the digits, caught the drop, now he lane shiftin’ (Now he lane shiftin’)
For the Panthers, time to pop some cops, f*ck who came with him (f*ck who came with him)
I need answers, trees shining like Green Lantern (Green Lantern)
Disease banter, king sound like a mean canter (A mean canter)
Many new lessons, now my home is me (Home is me)
Anywhere n*gga f*ckin’ [?], I be holding trees (Holding trees)
Puttin’ in that f*ckin' work, tryna take it ovеrseas
n*gga need a big bag, motherf*ck the local cheesе
Nappy head covered by a black cloud (Black cloud)
Can’t cope, so you know I can’t put the pack down
I feel that sh*t in my soul (Yeah), play the track loud (Play the track loud)
One day, I’ma reclaim this f*cking black crown
(One day, I’ma reclaim this f*cking black crown)
(One day, I’ma reclaim this f*cking black crown)
Everyday this sh*t different, n*gga, big business (Big business)
A n*gga might go missin’ hittin’ me switches (He outta there)
Y’all done know what the f*ck Morph done witnessed
I might knock a cracker out just for the fitness (Just for the fitness)
My crew just won deep, I couldn’t sleep last week
Many miles I done walked on these onyx feet
Lemon ginger with the whisky, know yo’ homie shifty
All I had in my pocket was some dope and a 50
Switch the topic, n*gga had to find a clearer optic (Facts)
My oldhead lawyer lookin’ like he Johnnie Cochran (Johnnie Cochran)
These n*ggas talk a lot but no they never tryna pop sh*t
(These n*ggas talk a lot but no they never tryna pop sh*t)
f*ck these n*ggas talking ‘bout, what
Uh huh