Tell hip-hop I'm not illiterate,
I've got greater expectations than Oliver Twist,
I went postal before Bukowski did,
Tell Jack I'll go out on the road with him [x2]

And if you're innocent, let me see you two step [bad word] on, let me see you two step [x2]

Slam the gavel judge judy got a [bad word] 
Interrogating me for days on end and I won't budge
I'm on some eddie murphy raw "baby it wasn't me" [bad word] 
Wrong place, wrong time, I was there but I didn't see sh*t
And you can throw the book at me and i'ma throw it right back
Slap the district attorney and ask him "how you like that? "
Then i'ma jump in front of the jury like my life is in your hands
Then break each and all their fingers just to make em' understand
This is obviously a case of mistaken identity
Plus this face is too pretty to be in a penitentiary
Paranoid like chris and snoop was out to kill me
Walkin' on a thin wire, why they tryin' to marlo stanfield me?

Tell hip-hop I'm not illiterate,
I've got greater expectations than Oliver Twist,
I went postal before Bukowski did,
Tell Jack I'll go out on the road with him [x2]

And if you're innocent, let me see you two step [bad word] on, let me see you two step [x2]

And I think it went down like this
All I remember was the studio, next thing you know everything goes black
I woke up in the back of a squad car
Handcuffed until they threw my a** behind bars
I never claimed to be an angel, I just makin' music
Something a little different you can bob your head to it
If that's crime, then [bad word] it, i'll do the time
But they tryin' to give me 25 to life for every line
Go ahead and lock me up, throw away the key
But just imagine the monster you gonna make of me
And the moment that we all feared
Guilty on all charges for the dopest album of the year!

I'm innocent...[x4]

Tell hip-hop I'm not illiterate,
I've got greater expectations than Oliver Twist,
I went postal before Bukowski did,
Tell Jack I'll go out on the road with him