Lyrical Breakdown of Beat The Case (Ft. ScHoolboy Q) / Straight Crooked - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Doeburger! Head swingin' like Rambo, he be spittin' like he pullin' triggers Make a enemigo an example (And I bet I beat the case) Lot of guys with the gavels, look em' right up in they face While a nigga under oath, plead the fifth, then ask if I can smoke Burnin' dirty money but I keep a little something for the clean escape And the rainy day after Don't forget a nigga live where the heat wave at ya And ya safe ain't safe And heat don't wave back but life is cold that way Ay man All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it Like a runaway slave Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away The doctors say what an odd autopsy All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case I ain't never go to jail I ain't never gon' tell All I do is beat the case Got my chopper went to (?), bullets flying out the case Only witnesses are gay, nothing sneaking on the tape All I do is get the-- uh, yeah Shoot you grabbin' in the bag Shit you makin' it ain't half, of what I made up in the past Groovy Tony with the moves, uh My bank account done ate a moose, uh Why the car ain't got a roof, uh Crib still ain't got a boost, uh Black Hippy with the caps lock, when my album came. Best album out in hip-hop and I'm still heatin' up the crockpot Platinum plaques that I ain't hung yet You got opinions no achievements Type of niggas make me laugh, uh Hit the gas and turn to flash, uh Palms itching like a rash, uh My trigger finger be the stash, uh Bitch I'm blankin' out the face, uh (All I do is beat the case) All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it Like a runaway slave Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away The doctors say what an odd autopsy All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case I ain't never go to jail I ain't never gon' tell All I do is beat the case Let me set the record straight You got 10 commandments, 33 amendments over 20, 000 laws Raise your hand if you think you'll beat the case Motherfuck a Bill of Rights I need a bill of (?) Phenergan up in my sprite I ain't sippin' Miller Lite I like to say my lighter white Lit the spliff and went to space Then I'm playin' with the white What an interracial day I made her write a different light Got gerped up by the jakes Had the work tucked, goods in the truck Licenses suspended, but remember-- [Hook All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it Like a runaway slave Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away The doctors say what an odd autopsy All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case I ain't never go to jail I ain't never gon' tell All I do is beat the case Ruffled up a couple feathers when I called Barack a puppet show Now that Trump is POTUS I know this election is just another Muppet Show That ain't even none of my business though Whatever's your cup of tea Even lil' Niemah voted for Hillary I'm a entity, never mind my identity My king Slim hit me with a quote that sticked with me A criminal's best asset is his liability (That was crazy, lie-ability) Do What Thou Wilt nigga (Soul!) Cause these niggas a have you swim across a ocean just to drown you in a lake I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight Word, word yea Make sure I was straight I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight Don't (?) The righteous will remain righteous and the filthy will remain filthy In a sense, we all guilty