6 In The Morning...
 

...Police at my door.
dead body on the floor from the night before
i caught a murder rap cuz i bust a cap in the broad
left her body stankin on the bathroom floor
out the back door cops seen who done it
one homicide now one man's runnin

Shut the fuck up.

um...no

APB 187 suspect on the flee,
Six in the mornin', and homicide I plea.
They say her body's mutilated, can't get a ID,
Cuz I shot her in face, and took a hammer and bust out her teeth.
Now I'm on the run, with a gun and a sledge hammer,
Thinkin' to myself, I'd be dead if I'm in the slammmer.
Ran down a dead end street, here comes the heat,
Next thing I know, I have my face in the concrete.
Now I got a court date, all the way up state.
Prosecutin' attorney wait for my fate,
Thirty questions are asked, and thirty answers are lies,
And as the judge and jury look on, how do I plead to homicide.

soon as i saw '6 in the morning ' i knew this was coming.

LOCK UP THAT FILTHY BASTARD!!!!!!!!!

can I get a god damn break?

How much shit can one black man take?

but the judge was black and the jury too.
all of them looking at you know who.
they asked me why did i do it i said FUCK YOU
show me a throat and imma cut through.