Lyrics:

[Intro : The D.O.C. on the phone]
With little ski masks in a van (Yeah)
About eight of those muthafuckas in a van
All of them has ski-masks on with their guns out
(I bet they don't come out here in the summertime it's too hot for that shit)
(Fuckin' around sweatin' their muthafuckin' head off)
Aight
(Yo' how yo' shit sound)
Oh it's tight
(Yeah?)
Tight
(So The DOC is back)
Man let me in

[Phone Conversation]
[Man]: Hello
[Erotic]: What's up nigga
[Man]: Oh what's up nigga shit!
[Erotic]: hey shit, What the fuck goin' on round now huh?
[Man]: Shit nigga just drama. How you doin' in there man?
[Erotic]: I ain't use to no shit like this man. Stress
[Man]: Shit nigga. You know a nigga down for you out here
[Erotic]: Right y'all. Y'all been watchin' the T.V
[Man]: We been watchin' everythang. We got your muthafuckin' back out here. How you do that shit with some gloves nigga?
[Erotic]:I ain't gon' tell you no shit like that man
[Man]:I know, I know
[Erotic]: Ay, Ay, Ay y'all been watchin' T.V
[Man]: Yeah man
[Erotic]: They got me on that shit every day
[Man]: Man every muthafuckin' day!
[Erotic]: but that's cool, that's cool. What they sayin' about me though? They sayin' I did this shit or they sayin' they don't know if I did this shit
[Man]: Man you know every time a nigga involved with a white bitch you guilty

[Verse 1: The D.O.C.]
It was recorded on 11th June
Blood drips the groom excited
Only later to be invited
We went and saw the whole thing with false intent
Suspicion of murder
Sub quest for evidence
Residents eluded to a crime scene
Two slice clean
Now they got me in quarantine
The introduction to the white world, nigga
Cause you've been fuckin' with that white girl, nigga
They wanna see me with a murder case
My first mind check now I'm in a slow chase
To see my momma [?] but
When I get back to the cut
I'm cuffed up and fucked up now I'm stuck
I know who I know you know I do
But I ain't sayin' shit or they might get my ass too
And that's a problem nigga I'm on the brink
America justice look witness my killa instincts

[Phone Conversation]
[Erotic]: Say man you know what?
[Man]: What's up
[Erotic D]: I shouldn't have done that high speed chase shit man shit made me look guilty
[Man]: Yeah man but you know, you had to get somewhere before them pep boys get after you. You know they was already out
[Erotic]: Yeah they was gonna make me[?]
[Man]: Nigga they had they guns cocked muthafucker. Get somewhere
[Erotic]: Right, right. Yeah I don't know where they got the idea I was about to kill myself. Ain't no shit like that happenin'
[Man]: Before that happen I would've went out blastin' wit' you. Know what I'm sayin'
[Erotic]: Right, right
[Man]: Cause I got your muthafuckin' back
[Erotic]: I mean you know. Now they family trippin' you know other nigga wanna see my kids and shit. I been doin' that
[Man]: Man you want me to go over their an get you muthafuckers. I'll do that man

[Verse 2: The D.O.C.]
Now I sleep every morning some nigga creep
To my 6 by 6 position with the hammer flick sayin'
Shit like 'Nigga you'se a punk bitch all that runnin
You done nigga you ain't done shit
I'm escorted to a court room
Let the whole world speculate my fuckin' doom
Though I assume
Justice be a fuckin' joke
See they don't want me dead nigga they just want me broke
Nothing but perjury
Prosecution, illusion, confusion, dramatic climatic
Conclusion
Glove in the box fishin'
They don't like race nigga
So they wants to see a mention
Let's look at how they word it
Here it comes the verdict
What's up with me up in the penitentiary
The room quiet nigga
My mouth wide open
And I'm like damn! The motherfucker say I'm

[Outro: Phone Conversation]
[Erotic]: Damn man this phone gettin' ready to hang up man. Tell my family and my kids I love them man
[Man]: Alright I'll do that man
[Erotic]: Peace
[Man]: Peace nigga