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Uploaded by on Oct 16, 2007

Don't say sticks and stones
They might break your bones
But the nine millimeter, it'll bore your dome
I'm talkin about the toe-taggin
Huh, the body-baggin
Man, **'s are dyin, huh, mommas are cryin, casket buyin
Who, me dyin, leave my family cryin?
Hell no, I cause, um, bloodbaths and showers
Send me commissary, motherfuck them flowers
Thoughts of slaughter, of leaving my daughters
Hours and hours of fears running through my mind
As I pick up the Zig 9
Beef starts with the shove then ends with the shovel
And **'s standing on your corner reminiscing of you
But your ass is out and you're dead and gone
So who'd you rather be?
The murdered, or the murderer?
**'s got me stressed - I got my Tek and my vest
And I sing who Jah bless, let no man curse
Or one of us will leave here tonight in a hearse
For we'll be tried by 12
And fertilizing daisies
Crying mommas and cousins and crying babies
Due to the fact that death is a must
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Niggas getting bust
For in God we trust
So if you're comin to my town and try to slow the dough down
You must be casket-bound

Cuz I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
I sign my name in a book at your funeral
The zig's on my hip with the extra clip
Cuz I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6

Lodi-dodi
Saturday night and we like to party
But punks will fuck around so we might catch a body
Early Sunday morning, don't really wanna hurt nobody
See what they're trying to get, I already got it
Chump mother fuckers just to scheme in on my shit
But little do they know
I got the zig on my hip with that extra clip
And I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
Aw shit, murder commit
And there goes another statistic runnin through ballistic
The witness say I'm wicked, but that's how I kick it
Cuz I'm the bastard who blast, and didn't get blasted
Boy kiss em' casket, I put your wig back kid
Now sucka, look who died
Body will be identified
Momma and poppa will cry
He'll testify, to see me tried
But here's that slot upon that same corner where you did
I'm still facing a bit

Cuz I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
I sign my name in a book at your funeral
The zig's on my hip with the extra clip
Cuz I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6

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  • shady brought everyone to this thumb me up

  • Lol I know mad people looking this up cause they heard it last night on the shady cypher

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  • Beat Junkies Vol.1 <---- check it (Album)

    Shady cypher was dope but, juust cant fucks with the Beat Junkiess

  • Thumbs up if you knew this song before Shady Cypher

  • i heard this a year ago!

  • shit's smooth

  • @sl33py65 That's funny cause this song came out in 96 "true head"

  • true heads knew this when it first dropped in 97

  • Check out AJG's version of this song, Just type in Critical Mistake AJG, or click my name to go straight to the channel.

  • I RAPED DIS BEAT CHECK OUT MY PAGE

  • I should hit up Flatbush Ave.

  • @PS3videos95 its niggas like you that make it easy for niggas like me to realize that you get no hoes lmao its simple as that

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