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Jordan Lara

Mistaken I.D.

Feat:Brendan Curran

Chorus 1:
He said, daddy I've been set up
The police caught me and locked me up
They've got the wrong man
Set me free
Another case of mistaken I.D.

Chorus 2:
He cried, momma I've been set up
The police caught me and locked me up
They've got the wrong boy
I'm on my knees
Begging the judge to have mercy please

Chorus 3:
And I said, daddy
Cried to my momma
No one believed me
not even my brothers
The jail was cold inside
Not even a friend in sight
I couldn't even eat a bite
couldn't even sleep at night

He had swagger like Tyson
But wasn't biting ears off
Talent like Van Gogh
But wasn't cutting ears off
Attended many funerals
But never shed a tear drop
First time he cried is when he tatted on a tear drop

Only thing he sang was “Dear Mamma” by Tupac
Only thing he drank was hard liquor on a few rocks
Sold drugs for money
Slanged more than a few rocks
Never found a home
he slept in more than a few spots

My crazy life
Like uno, dos, three dots
Life in prison
Like uno, dos, three strikes
Mamma check the mail
She knows everyday that he writes
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Apologizing asking for forgiveness
Hoping she might

Daddy tell the judge
They've mistaken my I.D.
Tell them that they've got the wrong man
Set me free
Tell them that I've changed
That I've turned a new leaf
That I'm about to be a father
God save me from this grief

Chorus 1, 2, & 3

This dude was mad charismatic
He could have been in show biz
Acted like Scarface and started up a snow biz Police popped him, they was like - moded
Jokes on you and you the comedian that wrote it

Thug life is like a train
I just wish you hadn't rode it
La Vida Loca
I just wish you hadn't quote it
revolver by his waist
I just wish it wasn't loaded
Heroin to the veins
How could he get so loaded

He tattooed pride on his back in old english
But in prison when he cried
he could barely speak english
Mamma knew what he was saying
she ain't got to be a linguist
He belted out sorry sounded like an opera singer

His words matched the chorus
judge don't point the finger
you've got the wrong man
check the prints on my fingers
check my DNA and tell me what you see
Cuz I'm a different man today than the boy I used to be

Chorus 1, 2, & 3
Chorus 1& 2