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D O C The Judgement Day

Police sireens all over the track] [Intro: The D.O.C. talking] It's Judgement Day "you know what I'm sayin, if any one got sick" "30 day 61 [Verse

with Tunes and Coolio Drinkin out the brown paperbag, dodgin my P.O. I'm only 'posed to be out for one day But the judge don't know that I'm a runaway

chillin with my partna named DeMo its on his birthday we comin through in a nigga trunk is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that

three feet behind me Why my whole life is like the repeat of Gandhi Me and G O D, from C O C Like got dough C O D A S A P, A S A P Play me, you crazy

And if mics were a gun, I'd be clint eastwood And if rap was a game, I'd be mvp Most valuable poet on the m-i-c Or if rap was a school, I'd be the principal

first Tim boots Bucktown See me in the G. S. T. O. O. On the side of the road, gettin' harassed by po-po's Bucktown Home of my B.C.C. And everybody

a bad day Got the charge refused dismissed, and throwed out Caught it out, when I fuck it every word out your mouth Convinced the judge, that I'm not

[Intro: Big Boi] I be on it all night, man I be on it (day day) All day straight up pimp If you want me you can find me in da [Crowd] AAAHHH, (I'm on

Huh, who's that? That nigga Kurrupt G'z up, hoes down, muthafucka blaze up D.P.G.C. muthafucka g'd up In all blue and gray all day always Let the dogs