Loose Lips

I ain't snitchin', I ain't talkin' Got nothin' on me, so I'll soon be walkin' I ain't gone get loose with my lips, I'm equipped, ain't gonna trip No torture, nothing to overkill my will After all, it is written: "Peace be still" If I ain't seen nothin', I know the drill Turn my ass loose, and I'm over that hill Yo', man, I'll talk, you just name yo' price I'll spill the beans, put my cronies on ice I ain't afraid of repercussions, let's make this discussion I'm cool, I ain't rushin' No crony seem worthy of loyalty, they ain't royalty I'll Judas Iscarot them, to put it real plain I'll Pontius Pilate them, wash my hands, it's all the same I'll do the dirt, and bring down their name When speaking too loose, gone use lip disservice Who's gonna benefit, who's placid, who's nervous When withholding info that's used to save lives You really protecting--or is someone deprived?