 
Never feeling insignificant  I can make a difference 
You need an example  use this as a for instance 
Put your mouth on pause  put your brain in gear 
Alleyoops as a brass  raise your glass and cheer 
As you get on your good foot  I hope that you never put 
Your trust in unjust suckas who disgust 
Ways of getting paid by criminal means 
They're having a sale on minimal dreams 
Doomed to fail  they caught your tail 
Your butt's in jail, you gets no bail 
The scale was tipped, but you ain't little 
There's a rock and a hard place, you're caught in the middle 
Need a lawyer to litigate some legal dribble 
Now you're back on the streets like it ain't no riddle 
How ling will this last, you seem to love crime 
Today you're out here, tomorrow you do crime 
Word is bond, armed your brain is you 
Yo, the state is cold ready to prosecute 
Oh you think you're smarter, the system's older 
The ace has been dealt, you're now the holder 
The name is Chill Rob, there is a good God 
My rep is not scarred, I won't commit fraud 
Can't say I lied, there's nothing to hide 
I say with much pride "Court is Now in Session" 
Friday night we out playing the corner 
Not because we hoods, cause we wanna 
No drugs being sold, we ain't dirty 
Polaroids in effect, watch the birdie 
Turned around, heard the sounds of sirens 
The boys, they collared me, asked me where I'd been 
I told them that I was right here all night 
Looking at each other they smiled and said "All right 
You think you're smart, you wanna be tough 
Get your ass in the car, you're coming with us" 
I said "To where, for what? I ain't guilty 
My name is Rob G., you just can't milk me" 
Now I'm sitting in a courtroom all day 
I claim I'm innocent but that's what they all say 
But to my brothers lined up in the hallway 
Take in the type of price I might have to pay 
And finally the crime held jails me 
Seems I'm made to escape the daily 
Routine I'm too clean you got nothing on me 
Arrest that sucker for being so corny 
I'll run the truth, make it plain and simple 
Got popped by big shots as big as a pimple 
Snatch him off the street drop him in the can 
Chain him like an animal, forget he's a man 
This might be a little off of some to eat 
But this is food for thought that I speak 
If you can't stand the heat, I think you know the rest 
This is live, not a test, court is in session 
It's a pity the way the city treats the poor 
I got congressmen counsilmen, tell me what are they for 
I write letters, or better, I even give them a call 
But they kick back, cool out in my city hall 
I pay the tax, they max, but they ain't passing off 
They try to beat me, they treat me like they think that I'm soft 
Pure power, the hour is later than you think 
While they're sleeping I'm creeping because I'm on the brink 
Of insanity, vanity keeps my hygene clean 
Stop dissing, listen and you'll know what I mean 
It's not mystery, history keeps repeating itself 
I last longer, I'm stronger, my rhyme's completing itself 
I put the pen to the pad and let the words flow 
I put the mic to my mouth to make your mind grow 
So nighty nighty alrighty, I'm putting heads to bed 
You sound tired you're fired up over what I said 
There's no stopping I'm cold dropping you toy boys 
No bull, I'm hitting you with the dope noise 
Court is in session...
 
| 1 | Let The Words Flow | 
| 2 | Future Shock | 
| 3 | Bad Dreams | 
| 4 | The Power | 
| 5 | Wild Pitch (Kday Remix) |