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Yeah, in the belly of the beast there's a fine line Where one swing of the gavel can freeze time??? Three-time felons, coke dealers Rapists, junkies, gangsters, and cop killers Seventeen and old, no loss Any means necessary, at all costs Fuck the law books I'm making my own laws Recite it like scripture I carry my own cross Big dick with a set of??? Ferragamo shoes, laced up, walking down the hall See what happens when your bills don't get paid Shoot, program, Pelican Bay I crack a smile while me and Nero just drive away Tomorrow brings another day, two-faced, different case Guilty or innocent it really ain't up to me But if you got enough money you can walk free You lose, and I win Black Lincoln Town Car moving in the wind I'll be the last one fighting for you Lincoln Lawyer Lincoln Lawyer I'll be the last one fighting for you Lincoln Lawyer Cash, food, everything around me You can have the fame I do it for the family Even though my ex-wife Maggie can't stand me And???? I wanna see you can me It's reasonable doubt for a reasonable fee Crooks getting off and the reason is me I am the judge, jury and the bailiff
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