"Hung Jury" lyrics

Bro got found guilty I got a hung jury it's bitter sweet
Saw his mumzy at the court entrance, told her I wish he was me
U ever felt guilty for being free
Didn't try do too much at trail, uno me I was being me

We was juvees, public gallery filled with groupies
Fuck the jury, we laughed at the pictures of the scene
Back then for the works they was dishing out 6 do 3
They took 5 man for the price of one, maybe bro should've took the plea

Case papers looking like Argos catalogue
It don't help that our faces bait like David Hasslehoff
It was just our shavers, we would've been aiming
But I didn't come with the wap like Meg Thee Stallion

First night in the wing ain't a thing I had to treat it like Travelodge
I just pray that my time here's short Tyrian Lannister
Feds say they got caught on camera but did they get it all on camera
Uno it gets when the evidence weak, they tryna do is with bad character

Bro got found guilty I got a hung jury it's bitter sweet
Saw his mumzy at the court entrance, told her I wish he was me
U ever felt guilty for being free
Didn't try do to much at trail, uno me I was being me

We was juvees, public gallery filled with groupies
Fuck the jury, we laughed at the pictures of the scene
Back then for the works they was dishing out 6 do 3
They took 5 man for the price of one, maybe bro should've took the plea

All the times slept with the dots in the closet, that closet wouldn't take man Narnia
Done a works that's another day in the office, then bumped jakes strait after
5 nfas for attempted, there's only one I got charged with
I Went home, they shipped the dart dem Aylesbury, the mandem never been glen parver

Our father, our father
We took oath and liedto your honour, u didn't make it come back like Karla

It really could've of been bad karma, instead I'm with this bad b from Ghana
Dana's on my tracksuit it's Prada
Didn't wanna up on wing like zaha
So I had to say our father

Who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven
Give us our Daily bread
Come home thought I was on a a clean run, till I got jammed up with 18zs

Bro got found guilty I got a hung jury it's bitter sweet
Saw his mumzy at the court entrance, told her I wish he was me
U ever felt guilty for being free
Didn't try do to much at trail, uno me I was being me

We was juvees, public gallery filled with groupies
Fuck the jury, we laughed at the pictures of the scene
Back then for the works they was dishing out 6 do 3
They took 5 man for the price of one, maybe bro should've took the plea