Who Got the Camera? - Intellectual

[Intro]

See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by

People are gonna have to die on this one

As long as it ain't me ahead, I don't give a shit, just part of the job

Are you resisting arrest?

I haven't beaten anyone this bad in a long time

Ah, come on, those beatings, those people were resisting arrest! (Uh)

When we get together, doin' our thing

In order to help each other

[Verse 1]

Driving down the motherfuckin' highway

The flyway, "Hey, bitch, you goin' my way?"

Now I got a passenger

I looked at the miniskirt, and I'm askin' her

"Would you like to hit the fat bud?

Or perhaps can I run your name through the mud?

I mean, are you giving up the nappy dugout?"

She said, "No," "Well then, get the fuck out!

'Cause I know where the hoes be fiendin'

Plus your fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'"

Bust a U on the avenue

Why, oh, why, it ain't shit to do

Bumping Sir Jinx's latest mix

And you thought that shit played out in '86

Looking for my dogs

Looked up in the mirror, being followed by the hogs

One time's on my motherfucking line

Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me?

They must think it's a G

They both walked up with the G-L-O-C

(Get out of the car! There was a robbery; the nigga looked just like you!

All right, put your hands up, take your pants down, spread your cheeks!)

Started they investigation:

No driver's license, no registration

When I stepped out the car, they slammed me

Goddamn y'all, who got the camera?

[Hook]

"Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit"

Who got the camera?

"Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit"

[Verse 2]

No lights, no camera, no action

And the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name is Jackson

He said, "Don't lie to me!

I'm looking for John, Matty, or Spike Lee"

The motherfuckers called for backup

I guess they planned to beat the mack up

He called me a silly-ass thug

And pulled out his billy-ass club

Tearing up my coupe looking for the chronic

Goddamn, nobody got a Panasonic?!

Found an empty can of Old Gold

Came around and put my ass in a choke hold

Fucked around and broke my pager

Then they hit a nigga with a Taser

The motherfucking pigs was trying to hurt me

I fell to the ground and said, "Lord, have mercy!"

They hit me in the face, y'all

But to them, it ain't nothin' but (just a friendly game of baseball)

Crowd stood around; I said, "God damn ya!

Who got the camera?"

[Hook]

"Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit"

Who the fuck got the camera?

"Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit"

[Verse 3]

I knew when I saw that deputy smirkin'

That they was gonna put some work in

Mr. Law had to hit me in the jaw

'Cause I called them faggots with guns and badges

They played Rat-a-tat-tat on me head

But if I had the gatty-gat-gat, they'd be dead

A victim of a big fat 187

And little devils don't go to Heaven

Last night it was eleven, but they wasn't scaring me

So they tried the flashlight therapy

I looked at the black one, call him a traitor

I don't give a fuck if you got a Beta!

Just take my fucking picture

So I can go downtown and pitch a bitch about

The one that called me a spook

His name is Officer David Duke

If the crowd wasn't around, he would've shot me

Tried to play me out like my name was Rodney

Fucking police gettin' badder

'Cause if I had a camera, the shit wouldn't matter (Bitch!)

[Outro]

Uhh, who got my nine?

Who got my nine?

Y'all done did it this time, heh

Who the fuck got my nine?