Corroboration Station

          
           
The jury wants the  
death penalty          
We've got information                    
packed behind          
a murder for hire case          
           
He moves weight          
and the distro          
hit out for coffee          
twenty two          
days ago          
           
There's DNA            
A 9mm seed planted            
in the refrigerator          
Three empty          
coke bags            
hiding in the
underwear drawer          
and a burner          
in his pocket          
           
The evidence
won't hold up a
conviction          
It might make            
the runner sing  
from speculation    
           
The prosecution will call    
that the dead woman          
took files to the grave          
with her wedding ring          
           
Truth be told          
The judge
held the gun          
in the boot of a            
Mercedes and          
           
the kids have waited            
months            
to switch clothes          
and hang a prison guard          
           
I can't hide from myself          
And you can't hide from real life.