The Trial

[Intro: Ghostface Killah, Raekwon & Method Man]

Ayo, ayo, slide Rae that reefer

While I put together this footage (Yo dog, what up?)

Yo, call the Francescas, son (Uh-huh, yeah)

Stop playing, man, for real, man (All day)

Tell you something, man word up, man

Order in the court

There will be no foully lang in my courtroom

Toney Starks, Raekwon, are you ready to start trial?

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah & Raekwon]

During trial, lost my jewelry box

My co-defendant blew trial, got the jury rocked

Facing spades in the joint of Swahili hot

Drawing pictures in the courtroom like he ain't got me

I know he got me

Sketch artist put down his pen and looked at the guard

The DA with his DNA was all on the scarf

Exhibit A, the last gun they found that was marked

Traced back from Panama, the old man on his farm

The courts were silent, all evidence was presented

Gave him a minute, think he might lighten the sentence

You fake viking, heard you like fighting with weapons

You like capping them, from Queens, take a life in a second

And I know your projects, dirty needles, diapers in them large vests

This eight-year-old boy on dope, you need a hard sentence

I could get you forty, eighty to the extreme

My lawyer leaned over, said, "Don't worry about a thing"

[Interlude: Method Man]

Order in the court, order in the court

Order, order

Counsel, are you prepared to approach the bench?

Or are you ready to state your case?

Order, order (Always on that shit)

Counsel, if you cannot control your client

I will find them in contempt (Contempt)

I am tired of this shit

[Verse 2: Pills, Reek Da Villian, Method Man & GZA]

Listen

Well, our defense team believes the evidence is not permissible

And should be considered a mistrial just off of principle

Due to the fact there's no audio and no visuals

And the informant you have is a career criminal

Objection, your honor (Objection overruled, you may proceed)

'Cause it was Mr. Sanchez that got caught with the thirty ki's

An arresting officer is being tried in his own trial

For murdering a teen that he racially profiled

Yo, yo, yo, tell him 'bout that shit that went down on Staten Isl'

Not to mention, he molested a child, now that's foul

With all eyes on Mr. Starks as he waits for his plea

The courtroom got quiet as the stenographer reads

[Verse 3: GZA]

This is a case of major players and bricklayers

Men up in baggage claim approaching the conveyor

Narcotic sniffing dogs, they checked his luggage

A transporter under pressure and losing his courage

Three custom agents, they took him in the back room

Now interrogated in the height of the crack boom

Inside the lining of his luggage was white powder

A red flag sounded off a bell that rang louder

His phone was losing service, suspect getting nervous

He held his head down and said, Lord, I don't deserve this

All he wanted was a name and his connect

His boss, a safe house and locations that they could check

Then he began to sing like a caged bird

Whistling important details as he gave his word (Word)

[Outro]

Your Honor, we have come to a conclusion

We the jury find the defendants

Toney Starks and Shallah Raekwon, not guilty on all charges