[Verse] In the city of angels where the sun don't shine, There's a judge named Juan, man, he ain't so fine. He's got a reputation, corrupt to the core, Putting his foot on the scales, rich man's score. Acting like a Don, he thinks he's so slick, But we see through the lies, this ain't no magic trick. Allowing a case to proceed, but where's the crime? Judge Juan the Con, you're guilty this time. [Verse 2] He wears a fancy robe, sitting high on his throne, But his sense of justice is completely gone. The people cry for justice, but he's deaf to the sound, Protecting the guilty, while the innocent are bound.
