Where do I begin? Hmm, well, let me... Call the law (call the law), we're gettin' busy y'all (we're gettin' busy y'all) Call the law (call the law),
in Where do I begin? Well, let me Call the law (Call the law) We're gettin' busy y'all (We're gettin' busy y'all) Call the law (Call the law) We're
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Where do I begin? Hmm, well, let me... Call the law (call the law), we're gettin' busy y'all (we're gettin' busy y'all) Call the law (call the law
in Where do I begin? Hmm, well, let me... Call the law (call the law), we're gettin' busy y'all (we're gettin' busy y'all) Call the law (call the law
I'm all for it This the, life for me and the law can't spoil it (riiight) So you can call it what the fuck you want But I'ma ballin alcholic with
out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth Arguing with me and mom was on-going She called law enforcement when I broke the law mower The
up - whattup? (WHAT!!) Aiyyo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened You call me a punk,
man shall stand before God!!! It has begun The beginning of the end Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called
stripe Pipe dreams and white feinds and all-nighters, collect calls from lifers Astoria walls with cypress, since I got a problem with the law-writers
I'm the best and there ain't no stoppin put me to the test And I'm gone keep rockin nigga so wrong like coke in the bottle if this was law you can call
famous with the beenys I'm a star studded character, got a proper braicster And if i get in trouble then I gotta call my manager In case I don't obey the law
'm a feature straight from the Bronx Productions Better known as Boogie Down If I was a king right now, I'd get crowned The Nice is a teacher, not a prince
finger prints I said, "Wait you can't arrest me I'm the fresh prince" I demand that you release me you incompetent fool You can't arrest me I'm the prince
'll be a doom call Man, my posse is worldwide known All the way from Philly to the streets of Rome Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince You're spending
Pipe dreams and white fiends and all-nighters, collect calls from lifers Astoria walls with Cypress, since I got a problem with the law-writers I kick
law is this When a heart in chains is what remains The prelude to a kiss? God is in the details Of the smoke in the air The devil, he's a pauper prince
woodlands and plains it was situated in front of the strait they call "The Columns of Herakles" Kleito was the daughter's name a princely virgin of clearness
