| 6979 |
1, 2, 3, that coppa goes down. |
Cypress Hill, |
Break Em' Off Some |
| 6980 |
A couple of sounds that I really like are the sounds of a switchblade and a motor bike. |
Elton John, |
Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting |
| 6981 |
A seven foot brother doing life, 300 pounds, says you're his wife. Walks in your cell and says, fix it up, then you look up and say, not the butt. |
Kool Moe Dee, |
No Respect |
| 6982 |
All that I can see I steal as I fill up my garage. |
Sublime, |
Garden Grove |
| 6983 |
All these thoughts you stole from me, I'm not sure where I belong. Nowhere is home, and I'm all wrong. |
Goo Goo Dolls, |
Sympathy |
| 6984 |
Always on the lookout for the helicopter. Blast from the AK, fill the fuckin' copper. It's do or die, motherfuckers die. |
MC Eiht, |
Nothing But The Gansta |
| 6985 |
And if I don't be there by morning, she'll know that I must've spent the night in jail. |
Eric Clapton, |
If I Don't Be There By Morning |
| 6986 |
And there are men behind bars who pray for the light and there are men in the suburbs who pray for the night. |
Elton John, |
Screw You |
| 6987 |
Anyone can be set free on a technicality. Explain the law to me again? |
Slayer, |
Dittohead |
| 6988 |
Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro, I ran over my neighbors. Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro. |
Dead Milkmen, |
Bitchin' Camaro |
| 6989 |
Broken laws are like broken jaws, they take a long time to heal. |
Run DMC, |
Pause |
| 6990 |
Brother, you can't go to jail for what you're thinking, or that look in your eye, just standing on the corner watching all the girls go by. |
Dean Martin, |
Standing On A Corner |
| 6991 |
Bullets started flying, two men out, then they rushed everybody back to their cells. Damn, the pen is different than the county jail. |
Ice-T, |
The Tower |
| 6992 |
Busted down on Bourbon Street, set up like a bowling pin. Knocked down, it gets to wearing thin, they just won't let you be. |
Grateful Dead, |
Truckin' |
| 6993 |
Chained in a cell, got my own private hell. Preacher crucifies me, warden wants to fry me. |
Alice Cooper, |
Wind-Up Toy |
| 6994 |
Cops face is filled with hate. Heavens above, he's on a street called Love. |
The Animals, |
San Francisco Nights |
| 6995 |
Crept up, as I held my breath and then I squeezed, coffee, donuts, and death. |
Paris, Coffee, Donuts, |
And Death |
| 6996 |
Crime, crime, rockin' like Janet Reno. Time, time, eighteen and life in Chino. |
Offspring, |
Original Prankster |
| 6997 |
Did you know that when you're famous you could kill your wife, and there's no such thing as 25 to life as long as you've got the cash to pay for Cochran. |
Good Charlotte, |
Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous |
| 6998 |
Die motherfuckers, I'll send your folks my worst, a breast of pig in a motherfuckin' hearse. |
Scarface, |
I'm Black |