Trial Of The Century chords and lyrics - AZ

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
Just like [Am]a motion picture,
gun fire froze a nigga
Compose the liquor, caused me to stager,
stumble over quicker
Duckin' low, wit the four four,
tryin' to bust and blow
Empty out before the Po Po
come bust the show
Sobered up, knew it was beef,
but over what?
Been in the cut, escapin' these streets,
they cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, rose to my feet,
no time for aimin'
Back arched, all you saw was sparks,
niggas blazin'
One fell, callin' for help, heard him yell
My last shell, tore [F]through his spine,
it's time to bail
It's [Am]slow motion,
dust in my clothes started ?Boatin'?
It's bizarre copin',
my blood flowin' like the [Dm]Arctic Ocean
[Am]Thoughts racin',
hit the corner slow pacin'
No destination,

[Verse 2]
it's up North a nigga facin'
[F]
[Dm]If we al[Am]l gonna die,
I'm pre[F]pared to meet my maker
But be[Am]fore I touch that death bed,
fam, [F]I got to see some paper
Keep our [Am]head to the sky,
won't let no one pull [F]us down
[Am]Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the breaks,
money make this [F]world go [Am]'round

[Verse 3]
I plead [Am]innocent,
the love for my freedom is infinite
Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds,
the mortal ten percent
Self Defense,
incarceration couldn't help repent
Caught in commotion at
the time I felt it, felt intense
Him or me,
it's misery through my memory
But mentally,
outcome [F]wise I feel no sympathy
You [Am]know the streets,
how some niggas could go for weeks
Rock you slow to sleep, [F]play you for dough,
now you know it's beef
[Am]Know it's deep,
I live my life on the creep
Tinted Jeeps,
bulletproof [F]coupes move [Dm]Mys tique

[Verse 4]
Let him [Am]speak, my dog is innocent
It was my gats (boo I got this), this cat named Roberto,
[Dm]it's certain
Desert E's [Am]in my skirts end
Let my nigga live (oha), while
I breed us up a kid

[Verse 5]
Face this little bitch
[Am]No explanation, speedy trial,
fuck the extra waitin'
Hesitatin', they know the time

[Verse 6]
a nigga facin'
[Am](So what's the verdict?) If we all gonna die,
I'm prepared to meet my maker
But before I touch that death bed,
fam, I got to see some paper
Keep our head to the sky,
won't let no one pull us down
Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the breaks,
[F]money make this world go 'round
[Am]I feel

[Verse 7]
ill inside,
though my life is still a ride
Some may criticize, but it's a blessin',
that I'm still alive
From all the smoke lit,
all the hoes hit, all the cold shit
From comin' [F]that close,
gettin' my dome split
[Am]Spread it out, so much on my mind,
gotta let it out
To live, and die for a cause
I feel [Dm]dead with out
[Am]Check my rap sheet, no prior cases,
just some tax beef
Charged with drunk drivin' [F]once,
but I was half 'sleep
[Am]Swervin', off of St. Mark's and
Burgan, in a rented Suburban
I must've dozed when I was turnin'
But peep this, I'm on trial now,
no sign of weakness
No secrets, just goin' to court,
and I'm tryin' to beat this
A new Don, another score,
another new born, been too long
Here's a dick jury [F]for y'all
to chew [Am]on
Order in the court, order in the court
That's contempt of court!
[Dm]If we

[Verse 8]
[Am]all gonna die,
I'm prepared to meet [F]my maker
But be[Am]fore I touch that death bed,
fam, I [F]got to see some paper
Keep our [Am]head to the sky,
won't let [F]no one pull [Dm]us down
[Am]Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the breaks,
money make this [F]world go 'round

[Verse 9]
If [Am]we all gonna die,
I'm prepared to meet my [F]maker
But be[Am]fore I touch that death bed
feel, I [F]gotta see some paper
Keep [Am]our head to the sky,
won't let no one [F]pull [Dm]us down
[Am]Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the breaks,
money make this [F]world go 'round
[Dm]If we

[Verse 10]
[Am]all gonna die

[Outro 1]
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