First Class Ticket to Hell
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Hip-Hop/Rap
First Class Ticket to Hell 由 Aries Music Entertainment Inc 于 2006年5月23日 发行，作为专辑“ ”的一部分。Devils Playground
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BPM95
制作
制作和工程
Murder One Beats
制作人
歌词
I was at the wrong place at the wrong time
Had to dodge them bullets, just to stay alive
Homie vatos tried to smoke me, rabbit exit quick
Ese like OJ on the tennis shit
I rolled up a blunt of that chronic green
Got my thoughts together, oh, what this could mean?
No more schemes, ain't no way to redeem
They're trying to stick me with a case and give me three
I lost sleep boy from the very first night
With their railroad media, trying to give me life
I took a flight, they fucked the game plan up
Could never tell what could happen, city heat was up
I know you squall and gave me the news
There's a warrant for your ass, someone caught the blues
Did you do it? Only the devil knows
Lay low young rabbs till we pass the storm
I said first class ticket to hell
Where them riders get busy in the county jail
And when they up in the pen
They execute them orders and buck all them lames
First class ticket to hell
Gotta get that money off of street drug sales
And when they up in the lab
They come out with a batch, that'll D that ass
I hit out of state
A fucking escape
A place where I can think
About all this shit
I need chips though to really fight my case
And to get money long, this was the place
I was hungry dog, so, I started to smuggle
But everywhere I go, I was followed by trouble
They came for murders, L.A. do it for free
Street gang muthafuckas on a robbing spree
I see my face on the fucking news
Ese fuck a fed chale! Trying to see me in blues
Gs lose ese I said the H don't freeze
Ese muthafuckas know, if they play, I squeeze
But now I'm on the run, keep my hand on the gun
Interpol wanna come, C-O-N drop bombs
I'm on a satellite phone and I call L.A.
The angel of death is coming home today
I said first class ticket to hell
Where them riders get busy in the county jail
And when they up in the pen
They execute them orders and buck all them lames
First class ticket to hell
Gotta get that money off of street drug sales
And when they up in the lab
They come out with a batch, that'll D that ass
I roll up to the L.A. county
In the streets it was on but in here they around me
Ese vatos that feel me enemigas they hate me
I'm with that south side car, so, you busters can't fade me
The riots was jumpin', going at it with blacks
The system was rioting, deputies got attacked
Politics got em scared, lock us down 'cause we bad
And when they let us off, we go off again
Fighting my case attorney beat up the witness
They lied on the stand and the jury could see it
They tried to dump it on me 'cause I'm a ghetto celeb
And I write fucking songs 'bout your homies death
If the crime ain't mine, then the crime ain't mine
I beat the case, it was about that time
Now I'm back in the hood with these gangster tracks
These harpy's raps, you know the boss is back
I said first class ticket to hell
Where them riders get busy in the county jail
And when they up in the pen
They execute them orders and buck all them lames
First class ticket to hell
Gotta get that money off of street drug sales
And when they up in the lab
They come out with a batch, that'll D that ass
Written by: Conejo
