So here it is
I left the Bronx
I'm on the 1
I'm on the run
I'm going back to Queens
I walk through the door
And look who it is
I didn't think I'd see you.
But I'm glad I did
I can't believe you didn't see this coming
You shoulda read my lyrics a little closer
Ask me how much I paid my lawyer
You shoulda read my lyrics a little closer
You've got that crazy look in your eyes
So here's the deal
I'm at the precinct, not released yet
And they're calling you a punk
I thought you hated cops?
911 Speed dial
Keeping your phone unlocked
Don't forget, I know where you sleep at night
Somebody help me please,
Somebody help me please
I swear to god I'll pull this
I swear to god I'll pull this trigger
And watch your soul flow out