Vice
Grandmaster Melle Mel & The Furious Five Lyrics

You have the right to remain silent
You can choose to stay quiet

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law
Your words may be used against you in a court of law

You have the right for an attorney
You can ask for a lawyer

If you do not, or cannot afford an attorney
If you don't have a lawyer or can't afford one

an attorney will be appointed to you - you are now under arrest
You'll be assigned a lawyer if you're under arrest

Crime, it pays real nice
Crime can be very profitable

But what you really didn't know that crime pays twice
Crime has two costs, one in money and another in freedom

It pays once in money, twice in years
You pay for your crime with money and time

in the jail cell, tryin to hide your tears
You might regret your crime while serving time

And the trip bad, cause you tried to get rich
You may feel foolish for committing crimes to get rich quick

in the graveyards, or in the shallow ditch
You may end up dead or buried in a shallow grave

It's money or time so make up your mind
You have to decide if the money is worth the risk of getting caught

Fraud, the girl he adored
The man loved the woman who committed fraud

Turned out to be another dirty old broad
The woman was someone else, not who she claimed to be

Took all the money, told all the lies
She stole money and lied to him

I heard she even, slept with other guys
She was unfaithful to him

Nothing she wouldn't do for a dollar or two
She was willing to do anything for money

But every lie she told he knew to be true
He knew she was lying to him

He loves his honey, but she loved money
He loved her, but she only cared about money

Talk about ya-yo, uhh, it's everywhere you go
Drugs are prevalent

They said in Miami it'll never snow
They said it wouldn't snow in Miami

Now it's snow in the palm trees, snow on the sand
There's now drugs in Miami where there didn't used to be

It snows all day, for sixty dollars a gram
Drugs are expensive but easily obtainable

Now they're strung out and high, hung out to dry
People are addicted to drugs and in trouble

The air that they breathe the food that they buy
Drug use affects their basic survival needs

They think that they can fly, but that's a white lie
People under the influence of drugs feel invincible, but it's not true

The mob, a full time job
Working for the mob is a full time occupation

Known to extort and steal or rob
The mob is known for criminal activities

Started as a hitman, lookin for wealth
He began as a hired killer to make money

And now he's the boss workin for his self
Now he's in charge and working for himself

For all the blood money that he did earn
He made a lot of money through murder and other crimes

It made him take lives with no concern
He killed people without a second thought

But soon he would learn that next is his turn
He will eventually face consequences for his actions

Prostitution, it's a low down shame
Prostitution is a shameful profession

How any girl, would want to play that game
It's hard to understand why someone would choose to be a prostitute

From pillow, to post, a sidewalk host
A prostitute goes from one client to the next

But the lady's got a condo out on the coast
Some prostitutes live in luxury

She thought that the hole, was better than gold
She thought being a prostitute was better than having a normal job

Now she worked on her back til she got too old
She continued prostituting until she was no longer physically able to

Layin down on the job, has made her a slob, uhh
Prostitution has made her physically and mentally unwell

It's a stickup, so throw your hands in the air
Someone is robbing you, and you should raise your hands

And don't, ah put em down, keep em way up there
Don't lower your hands

Just let me your wallet empty all your pockets
The robber wants you to give him all your money and valuables

Got a itchy trigger finger and I'm gonna cock it
The robber has a gun and may shoot it

My eyes got wide as they pulled away
The artist was shocked

I said, 'Who are you the cops?' He began to say
The artist thought it was the police who robbed him

'No I'm Clint Eastwood, make my day... get in the car!'
The robber is threatening the singer and forcing him to get in a car

Homicide is on the rise, and it's no surprise
There are more murders happening than before

The bums are in the alleyways tryin to take lives
People who are down on their luck may turn to crime

People burglarize then suicidal criminals are never idle
Criminals often continue committing crimes

Court procedures at your leisures eight finger Visas circle seizures
Legal proceedings are costly

Con man fencer, arson is a trip
Con artists and arsonists are dangerous

Take all the fingerprints, and give him the book
Police will gather evidence and someone will be prosecuted

And then hope that the judge don't let him off the hook, uh!
They hope the criminal will be punished and not set free

Vice (6X)
Drug use and other forms of criminal activity are prevalent and dangerous