Turn Ya Self In - Consequence

You’re in a privileged position to learn a thing or two

You got the right to wear something tight and have the time of your life

Come bounce with your boy.

Cons

(Kanye West)

When you’re ready to stop runnin'

Ready to stop frontin'

Ready to pop somethin'

(You got to turn yourself in)

When you’re ready to start confessin'

Face the consequences

Then baby come learn your lesson

(You need to turn yourself in)

So would all my sexy ladies

(Come on out with your hands up)

And all my pretty mommas

(Come on out with your hands up)

And if you got a body

(Come on out with your hands up)

This one’s for ev’ybody

(Come on out with your hands up)

It goes whoop whoop

That’s the sound of the police

When they catch me goin' beast cause my face is in her teeth

And I’m just like Mr. Cheeks

Hit the Lights, get the Cameras

When we in the streets we can fight or get the hammers

Body or the wrist?

also weekend in Atlanta

Came and drop more money on the jewels/Juelz than Santana

Cause that’s the fine you pay when you shine this way

If it ain’t about no money then that crime don’t pay

See I find new ways to slide 'em out they dress

Now they wanna have the boy stuck on house arrest

But instead I jumped bail now I’m wanted in each state

How I record to the boy in me get my release date

I believe these tapes will be worth the misdemeanor

Just to see shorty go work it like Misdemeanor

So follow the ring leader, but don’t hurt yourself

I wanna sit back and watch you strip search yourself

(Kanye West)

When you’re ready to stop

Runnin'

Ready to stop frontin'

Ready to pop somethin'

(You got

To turn yourself in)

When you’re ready to start confessin'

Face

The consequences

Then baby come learn your lesson

(You need to

Turn yourself in)

So would all my sexy ladies

(Come on out with

Your hands up)

And all my pretty mommas

(Come on out with your

Hands up)

And if you got a body

(Come on out with your hands up)

This

One’s for ev’ybody

(Come on out with your hands up)

I’m on highway patrol in a six double O

Let me parole your soul with an O of dro

The way them ice gray Stevies got a nigga profilin'

I’m the one they pull over when they get to profilin'

I did my first bid havin' battles in the back street

Now I got a rap sheet for flowin' over rap beats

Plus my back seat has New York’s finest

So you can’t tell me nothin' like you glued onto silence

But due to all the violence I keep burners in the mix

Cause I’d be tried by twelve, Cons carried by six

If you followed all the tips received on the hot lines

You can see that I spit and come up with the hot line

But most of these dimes want a man in uniform

And I’m just tryin' to get every dawg in my unit on

So you should movin' off that lame and his cavalry

Cause what the men do on that salary is called police brutality

(Kanye West)

When you’re ready to stop

Runnin'

Ready to stop frontin'

Ready to pop somethin'

(You got

To turn yourself in)

When you’re ready to start confessin'

Face

The consequences

Then baby come learn your lesson

(You need to

Turn yourself in)

So would all my sexy ladies

(Come on out with

Your hands up)

And all my pretty mommas

(Come on out with your

Hands up)

And if you got a body

(Come on out with your hands up)

This

One’s for ev’ybody

(Come on out with your hands up)

Yeah, word.

Me and my homie got you and your girl surrounded

Come out with your hands up.

Uh, it’s the Cons baby

Now I admit.

Now if looks could kill

I-I should be convicted for the kind of chicks I been cuffin' lately

Cause you know I don’t pull nothin' but that heat

In and out of town boy

As far as that grand larceny charge

I’m gonna have to get overturned cause on the real…

I didn’t steal your wife, I just borrowed her for the night

And that’s how it goes when you’re rollin' with E.P.C.

Word