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    "Scared Straight" Lyrics

    Killer Mike

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    [Killer Mike talking on the phone]
    Aight... so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga is up in jail...
    Servin' a 40 to life sentence...
    For dope that wasn't even his
    Just sit back and listen, I'll tell you
    It's a hilarious day boooyyy, and it's a wild, wild chain of events
    that get yo ass in hea...

    [Chorus: Killer Mike talking)
    Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more
    (I got a fuckin' funny story to tell you)
    They pushed me down and locked me up
    Put my face on the floor
    (You rem'ber me and big Paul and my whole crew nigga?)
    They took my money and my credit card
    Now I'm poor
    (Government snitches are amazin...)
    Mama, I don't wanna sell, crack no more
    (Just listen, only take about 3 minutes, just listen)

    [Verse 1]
    After high school, I gained lots of weight
    And I ain't talkin' bout calories put on by steak
    The recipe I'm cookin' may send me upstate
    Use bakin' soda, cook the pie, collect cake
    Now Pillsbury, these niggaz kick down doors
    Find out what mills bury
    Shit's very intense and criti-cal
    And when we drew pistols shit got piti-ful
    The first lick was bullshit, a half a brick
    We robbed the middle man and a bum bitch, the dumb bitch
    But between me and him and that hoe
    We walked away with 18 and a bigger score
    Some nigga named Salvatore from El Salvador
    Got silver teeth and a scar on his jaw
    Young Antonio Montana, held up mansion north Atlanta
    We hit'em hard as doors hammer, yea!

    [Chorus: Killer Mike talking]
    Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more
    (Okay, I know whachu thinkin', it's on righ, we on righ, we on)
    They pushed me down and locked me up
    Put my face on the floor
    (Hold up, hold up, hold up, be patient, be patient, listen to the rest
    listen, listen)
    They took my money and my credit card
    Now I'm poor
    (Man I feel like a asshole just tellin' you this man)
    Mama, I don't wanna sell, crack no more

    (Tell the kid to give me the card, check it out
    here's where it gets interestin, follow this shit)

    [Verse 3]
    ??? the spot had more birds than a pet shop
    More gunz than a Vietnam vet, we was set
    Loaded up the work and let's jet
    My nigga big Paul loaded up the U-Haul
    A thousand pounds uncut raw
    Hold on, whus that I saw in the distance?
    Did he have a crew offerin assistance?
    Paul said it's prolly nuthin', a small animal or somethin'
    My nerves got to jumpin', I swear I heard somethin'
    I pointed the 4-5th in the wind and started thumpin'
    The blue lights is comin', my crew is runnin'
    Cops is everywhere, they keep comin'
    All of us sick, and all of us caught, holdin our dick
    We robbed the niggaz, same day the fuckin FEDs hit
    We robbed the niggaz, same day the fuckin FEDs hit
    Me and Salvatore fucked up in the mix
    That middle man and dumb bitch
    Them niggaz snitched, GOD DAMN!

    [Chorus: Killer Mike talking]
    Mama, I don't wanna sell, birds no more
    (So young man, that's why the fuck I'm sittin here wearin these pants ???)
    They pushed me down and locked me up
    Put my face on the floor
    (I hear Salvatore got ??? or some shit)
    They took my money and my credit card
    Now I'm poor
    (The bum bitch that snitched, tss... who knows?)
    Mama I don't wanna sell, crack no more

    (Man I shoulda fuckin stayed in job corp
    stayed my fuckin ass in job corp, doin dumbass shit
    now I'm fuckin round witchall stupid ass niggaz too
    ain't no niggaz in jail but dumb niggaz
    niggaz ???
    fuck that, I was stupid, I'm in jail
    and most the niggaz in hea with me stupid too...)
    [laughs and hangs up the phone]
    This song was submitted on July 19th, 2015 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd..
    Written by Archie Hall, Michael Render.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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