Letra de Accapella

Sometimes I wish I have three different faces I'm going to court for three cases - in three places One in Queens, Manhattan, one in Brooklyn The things is lookin' I'ma see send ya bookings Facing three, three the nines - it's mad time After wreck a confor, sawin' two nines I gotta maintain, 'caus stress on the brain Can lead to a motherfucking suicide thang And plus my probation - a ill violation How the fuck did I get in this tight situation I'm going all out, you know moves I never fake And fuck the jake, they can catch me at my wake And if I die, burnin' back a blade Put the lot in the air, sometimes I just don't car