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Dred Scott - The Story

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Aww yeah.. got the funk.. non-stop.. drop.. uhh, uhh
Ha ha, check it

("Next thing you know we`re on the Boulevard in Linden..")

Yeah, now that`s the right kind of beat
for me to sit back and kick my story
on a Friday night with nothin to do
Cause all the other plans that I made fell through
So I sat, `til about half past midnight
Clock struck one, time to get right
Beat bop on, tilted over to the side
Tank on E and I was still gonna ride
Rollin up the ave leanin over to my left
Yo I`m headed fo` this club over on the Westside
Made my little stop at the liquor sto`
Chatted with a couple of homies on the corner then I stepped
through the do` seen another car roll up slow
With lights out, somethin told me to hit the flo`
Little did I know, right and exact
The AK sprayed the fools didn`t have a chance to blast back
and it was just like that, just that quick
Just my luck, another fucked up night to pick
to roll but if I had some sense I woulda known..
.. to take my ass home

("Next thing you know we`re on the Boulevard in Linden..")
*repeats*

Young and.. dumb, not satisfied yet
Picked up the brew and the gum and I jet
to the set sat outside, threw my brew down
Stepped in, yanked the mic, flowin with the funky sound
Kept the wallflowers off the wall
`til the DJ made the last call for alcohol
Party ended, I was standin outside
Female with some fake hair caught my eye
Conversation indicated she was underage
I still got tricked by my old third leg
Sat the big booty in the passenger seat
Fastened the seatbelt, I`m off to the cheap motel
Well, what to do?
When you check your rearview mirror and see
two brothers in a big blue Nova
The girl put a three-fifty-seven to my head and she said "Pull over!"

("Next thing you know we`re on the Boulevard in Linden..")
*repeats*

Out the car, face on the sidewalk
Said I`d get faded, unless I talked
about a llello shipment
("You took my shit motherfucker, where my shit at?")
Givin me the count of three to come with the day place time
of delivery, "Yo," I said, "I ain`t the guy you lookin fo`"
They said, "Shut up, cause you was at the liquor sto`
with the fools we blasted on"
I said, "Damn it`s a small world after all"
And they was gettin fed up, the trigger cocked back
I closed my eyes, waitin for the impact
A gun went off, and it wasn`t none of theirs
Looked up, down went the girl with the fake hair
The other two got popped, couldn`t blast back
The liquor store crew had a nice payback
and it was just like that, just that quick
Just by luck, I was on the ground and didn`t get hit
So I hopped in the bucket, drove and I was gone
Took my ass home!

("Next thing you know we`re on the Boulevard in Linden..")
*repeats*

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