Текст песни: State vs. Kirk Jones + перевод

Yeah, State vs. Kirk Jones, Judge Battle now residing

Got a case of armed robbery that ended up in violence

Maximum sentence, life in jail’s what you’re facin'

Prosecution set it with your opening statement

Your honor, before we get started

I’d like to give my condolences to the family of the dearly departed

Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara

His two year old daughter T’yanna

And the baby’s mamma Sandra

He’s a murderer!

That animal killed my baby’s father!

Order in the court!

I’m sorry for the outburst, your honor

I have an original copy of the police report

January the 4th the day that Kirk Jones got caught

The forensic report states there was a gun in the car

And gunpowder residue on Mr. Jones' right arm

Baliff, could you, please, pass this report to Judge Battle?

Mr. Fitzpatrick, there’s a few questions I’d like to ask you

You said you was outside the store in Manhattan

So could you, please, tell this court, what you saw happened

Yeah, he killed Tyrone, I saw everything

The argument, how son drawed, hose and everything

The worst shit I saw in my life, I wanna testify

I swear before God it was Kirk Jones, no lie

Did you see that man in court today?

Do you think that you could point him out?

Yes, that’s him right there!

Are you sure?

Yeah, without a doubt

Same nigga that took my Pumas, but I ain’t hold no grudge

Remembered his foul ass when I saw the blood

You stated you had a run in with Kirk Jones before

In your opinion is he the type that would rob a jewelry store?

Your honor, objection! His opinion should be stricken from the record!

Objection sustained, prosecution next question

I’d like to call my next eyewitness Mr. Paul Dejour

Paul, could tell us what happened inside the store?

Yeah, it was about 20 past, I saw the S class

Pull up in the reflection in the mirror in the store glass

And quicker, that you could say «Nigga, kiss my ass»

He hopped out of the passenger side wit a black ski mask

I saw somebody run up in the store and order us on the floor

Yo, I swore I was a goner for sure

He tried to snatch Tyrone’s bracelet

It just appraised to the twenty grand and Tyrone wouldn’t let him take it

Is that the moment when he shot him?

Yeah, man, that’s when he popped him

I was so scared I laid there, played possum

He started to blast this way, ‘til the gat was empty

He took the gun handle and broke the glass display

He emptied all of the trays and ran out the store

And I watched Tyrone bleed to death on the floor

I can’t remember no more, that’s all that I saw, ha-ha

Okay-okay, calm down

I have no further questions, your honor

Court is now in session, now gettin' back to business

Pat Haley for defense, please, call your first witness

Yeah, aight, your honor, I call up Henry Lace

He’s the witness that I’m cross examinin' for the case

Yeah, I testify, your honor, it was death by dishonor

It was a crime committed, I swear to you I know who did it

It happened so fast, I didn’t see alot of it

But I know for a fact he stuck a gun to his esophagus

Wait-wait-wait, objection, your honor, his statement’s preposterous

There was no weapons found, no sign of no hostages

Remember, Mr. Henry Lace, you under oath

You lyin in the stand to get him fryin' in the pan

Yeah, I know

Now, where was you the night you claim he shot Tyrone?

I was right there

You and holmes had beef before Kirk got home

Was you mad because he came home bangin' your chick?

Got your boys out the hood, now they slangin' and shit

What you talkin' ‘bout?

I know, you mad, that’s why you in court, turnin' on him

Kirk cold blooded killer wit no burner on him

Come on, you don’t believe he murdered Tyrone

I believe you wasn’t there, you just heard it by phone

Man, you crazy, man, I was right there

No, he wasn’t! He’s lyin'! Fuck you, you liar!

Yeah, right, where you witness at? I read your rap sheet

Man, fuck that, he’s lyin,' he wasn’t even there, man!

Calm down, calm down, chill, chill, Kirk, Kirk

He killed Tyrone, man! Fuck that!

No, I didn’t! Man, he’s lyin,' man! He’s lyin'!

Order in the court, now I’m warning you defense

Tell your client take it down, matter fact ‘proach the bench

Counsel in my chambers, so that we can situate

Let the jury be excused, so they can go deliberate

Yo, man, Mr. Haley, what kind of defense is this man?

What you doin,' man? She gon' fuckin' hang me, man?

No! Sh-she's got it in for me, I’m tellin' you, man!

You promised you’d get me off, man!

In the case of the State vs. Kirk Jones you heard it

Both sides testified and the jury reached a verdict:

Guilty all counts from theft to murder one

By the time you gettin' out, you gon' have a grandson

Huh? Wha-wha-what? Guilty?! Fuck you, bitch, I’ll see you in hell, bitch!

Fuck that! Fuck that! Fuck, get off me!

What?! Get him out of my courtroom!

Fuck you, Pat Haley! Fuck the judge! Fuck everybody!

Baliff, baliff, remove him from my courtroom

Fuck this shit! I hope you all burn in hell! You’re gonna die, bitch! Fuck you!

You will spend the rest of your life in jail for this! You will be held for

contempt of court, and anything else I can find that…