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Order in the Court - V.E.R.D.I.CT.

Order in the Court - V.E.R.D.I.C.T. ​(Voices Echoing Real Detention In Corrupt Times) 1980s West Coast Gangsta Rap, G-Funk, Aggressive, Defiant, Boom-Bap, 95 BPM, Funky Slap Bass, James Brown Horn Samples, Cinematic Skits, Gritty Male Vocals, Turntable Scratching. ​[Intro] [Sfx: Heavy gavel slams three times] [Atmospheric: Muffled courtroom chatter, distant police sirens] [Spoken Skit] Judge: "Order! Order in the court. The defendant is charged with... speaking his mind. How do you plead?" Defendant: (Laughing) "Man, I plead the Fifth... plus a hundred." ​[Verse 1: Aggressive Flow] Yo, back in the building, the suit and the tie Looking for a truth that they already denied They got the jury rigged, they got the gavel in hand Trying to bury the vision of a rebel in the sand ​But the mic is the witness, the rhythm is the proof I’m a lightning rod standing on a tin-shingle roof You want a guilty plea? You better look at the system Taking names, taking lives, and they never even missed 'em ​I’m the voice of the block, the ghost in the machine Telling stories that the cameras never really wanna gleam So keep the handcuffs tight, keep the sirens on loud 'Cause you can't jail the spirit of a head that ain't bowed! ​[Chorus: Anthemic] Order! (But the streets stay chaotic) Order! (Yeah, the vibe is hypnotic) We’re putting 'em on trial, the truth is on the stand From the concrete jungle to the promised land (Strike it from the record!) ​[Bridge: Skit] [Beat Drops Out - Heavy Bass Pulse] [Sfx: Rapid typewriter/stenographer clicking] Prosecutor: "Call the next witness to the stand. Tell us exactly what you saw." Witness: "I saw exactly what you told the news to ignore. You want the truth? Roll the tape." ​[Verse 2: Gritty Storytelling] I’m the eye in the alley, the shadow on the wall Watching giants stumble, watching icons fall I saw the lights flash red, then I saw 'em flash blue The same ones meant to save us are the ones we’re running through ​He had his hands in the air, but you saw a threat Now the neighborhood’s crying and the pavement is wet You call it "procedure," we call it a crime Writing checks with our lives and we’re out of overtime ​So tell the stenographer to type this in bold: The soul of the city isn't something you hold You can lock up the witness, you can shred the evidence But the echoes of the struggle are the only resonance! ​[Interlude: Turntable Scratching & G-Funk Synth Whine] [CROWD CHANT: "HEY! HEY! HEY!"] ​[Chorus: Anthemic] Order! (But the streets stay chaotic) Order! (Yeah, the vibe is hypnotic) We’re putting 'em on trial, the truth is on the stand From the concrete jungle to the promised land ​[Outro: Fade Out] (Voice-over echoes over heavy scratching) "Case dismissed... by the streets." [Sfx: Mic drop, final gavel slam] [End]