Juicy Killed the last verse of this
"Picture this, you a juror and you on the stand
And you 'bout to judge the life of a black man
Young brother from the hood made it rappin' and
With a knot in his pocket weighing least a grand
Here's the story, he got caught with some fire arms
By a crooked ass cop with his siren on
He was known as a felon made it bigger than state
The whole case turned fed made him lose his faith
Picture this, now the judge, he got hatred for crooks
Because ten years ago, he was appointed by bush
Republican white man, and he don't give a fuck
If the guns wasn't his, that was found in his truck
Prosecutors, shady lawyers, mane who can you trust
All this palm greasy shit, mane it's bigger than us
Make you wanna be like fuck it, hit the trunk of the car
Deliberation, it was time for the jury to start"