Court Day

      Court Day

I see the way you're looking at me

Thinking there's nothing good in

 what you see

Yeah it's true I mean look at you

Chin up shoulders square 

Back straight-up in the chair 

Wearing your skirt as if it's a holy gown 

For you to see me you'd have to look down 

Damn you've never lied cheated or stole 

Face look'n stiff as if you've lost your soul

You're the next best thing to Jesus 

(Ah-chew)

Allergic to bs 

Just look at your mistress 

I see the way she's looking at me

Thinking of gett'n the good out of what

 she see

It's true even she hates you

Tricky trick think'n she's slick 

I wouldn't with a thief's dick

Face looks like a chewed up shoe

Can't stand her like I can't stand you

Tryna con me to a guilty plea 

Obey and pay to remain free

Probation open isolation 

Residual life long citation 

I hate the offer but that's what I'll take

It's either that or punch you in the face 

Thank you nice doing business with you

Don't smile at me it makes me wanna puke 

Back to work to ask for more pay

Boss will understand 'cause it's court day

~John Lee