prince paul – central booking lyrics
tariq (narration): it’s plain to see i was set up by tru. but why? could he still be jealous of me? first, it was rhyming, then, my record deal, and now, bigger drug sales. d-mn! how i’m gon’ explain this? caught with a hooker, guns, drugs? my moms and my girl gon’ flip on me! the worst thing is, if i rat on him, the organization gon’ k!ll me! i’m f-cked!
officer o’maley b-tchkowski: okay, punk! i think you know the routine!
tariq: c’mon, don’t i get one call?
officer o’maley b-tchkowski: not ’til you talk to the captain!
[-door opens and closes-]
officer ob: here’s the sc-m, captain!
police captain: take a seat! … hmm… i just got your résumé!
tariq: résumé?
police captain: it seems as though you’re a good kid. no prior convictions. why?
tariq: why? yo, wh— what are you talking about?
police captain: don’t play games with me! tell me who’s your boss!
tariq: can i make my call now?
police captain: b-tchkowski! give this punk his call! get him out of here!
[-door opens and closes-]
officer ob: here! you got two minutes, punk! use it wisely!
[-phone picks up, dial tone, phone cl!cks-]
mother: h-llo?
tariq: h-llo, ma. i’m in a little bit of trouble
mother: baby, what is it? what’s wrong?
tariq: ma, i’m in jail. the third precinct
mother: what?!
tariq: i— i— i can’t explain now, ma. just get me out, please? c’mon!
mother: okay, i’ll call tru!
tariq: no, ma! not tru! trust me. not him
mother: okay. i’ll send the reverend. he’ll know what to do
tariq: cool, ma, whatever. please, just get me out of here. we’ll talk about it later
[-phone hangs up-]
tariq (narration): this was definitely the worst time of my life. locked up, set up, and f-cked up. and i got two days ’til my meeting with the wu. d-mn. i don’t know what i’m gon’ do. i guess i’ll just sit and wait ’til the rev gets here
[-jail bars slide closed-]
convict 2: see yo, it ain’t going down like that. don’t play me like that. don’t play me, man
convict 3: can’t leave ‘em up in this motherf-cker…
convict 1: aight, man, let’s just— aye, man. aye, y’all n-ggas tripping, man! y’all better give back my man’s sh-t, man! just give it back, man!
convict 2: yeah…
convict 1: just, f-ck it, man, just give my n-gga’s sh-t back!
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