Mista (Freestyle)

[Chorus]
Defendant, twelve jurors
They ask question I ain't never heard of
They ask me, "How you feelin', Mr. Criminal?"
I'm thinkin', "Suck your mother, Mr. Ugly Fucker"
They don't want me ridin' free like a Benzema
They think they stoppin' money, but di money stronger
Prosecuter, Mr. Suggestor
He callin' me a liar, what a cheeky fucker

[Verse 1]
Turn a twelve second ting into documentary
Feel like it's elementary
Feel like walkin' out the court room, it a-temptin'
Though my mummy stressin' like I don't catch hеr blessin'
And I can't lie, they want mе fly bird
They gave my killies wings, but don't want me fly high
They wanna give me stretch, stress cannot kill king
Style so bling, clean manna saucy
Even not they business, they still tell story
Man, this shit boring
Pressure had him sing like Balamory
I find it appalling, I can't ignore it
Beg love where? Mi na ever force it

[Chorus]
Defendant, twelve jurors
They ask question I ain't never heard of
They ask me, "How you feelin', Mr. Criminal?"
I'm thinkin', "Suck your mother, Mr. Ugly Fucker"
They don't want me ridin' free like a Benzema
They think they stoppin' money, but di money stronger
Prosecuter, Mr. Suggestor
He callin' me a liar, what a cheeky fucker

[Verse 2]
Saw they lookin' at me like an exam
King can't believe they wanna exile him
They wanna do me like a hangman
They can try and they be, they can't curse on me
Watching my killy die a hundred times frustrating
Meanwhile, the room hot, it a-bakin'
Prosecutor comin' at me like he Lucifer
They wanna gimme hell, but I'm too clean
I just wanna live in peace, but they just want me lock up
I like puff Cali, yeah, I toke proper
All my life I tried hard from the danger
Hard, so hard, try to dodge hunger

[Chorus]
Defendant, twelve jurors
They ask question I ain't never heard of
They ask me, "How you feelin', Mr. Criminal?"
I'm thinkin', "Suck your mother, Mr. Ugly Fucker"
They don't want me ridin' free like a Benzema
They think they stoppin' money, but di money stronger
Prosecuter, Mr. Suggestor
He callin' me a liar, what a cheeky fucker
Defendant, twelve jurors