Leftover Crack Lyrics
Leftover Crack Lyrics
"So You Wanna be a cop? Lyrics"
Traffic Jam Lyrics
W Balls, yo! 1-87.4 fm on your dial, Reminding you to get the dick out of throat and go vote. DJ Eeasy dick still poppin' like a pipe bomb And ohh yeah can you say farewell to well-fare? callin number 4 just to go to doggyland, that's right, this next jam is dedicated to all the homies still rockin' jerry curls up t
W Balls, yo! 1-87.4 fm on your dial, Reminding you to get the dick out of throat and go vote. DJ Eeasy dick still poppin' like a pipe bomb And ohh yeah can you say farewell to well-fare? callin number 4 just to go to doggyland, that's right, this next jam is dedicated to all the homies still rockin' jerry curls up t
[Stza]
So you wanna be a cop?
so you wanna be on the top
arrestin and shootin' all the kids on the block
incarcerate the youth of the next generation
and you get the high fives at the police station
[Ezra]
so you wanna wear blue
and prey on the people
go above the constitution where all men are equal
beat down the poor, the working class core
your a class trading motherfucking rich man's whore
[Stza]
'cuz it's a thin blue line between the love and the hate
if you so choose to cross it you're a nazi for the state
your injustice will crush us, the precious the few
so you wanna be a killer for
Old Before I Die Lyrics
Taken from Life Thru A Lens She's taking me places, I should never have been She's showing me faces, I should never have seen Well these are strange days, We're living in today C'est la vie I say I hope I'm old, before I die I hope I'll live to relive The days gone by I hope I'm old
the red white and blueTaken from Life Thru A Lens She's taking me places, I should never have been She's showing me faces, I should never have seen Well these are strange days, We're living in today C'est la vie I say I hope I'm old, before I die I hope I'll live to relive The days gone by I hope I'm old
[Ezra]
you're a bitch to the crown
keep your own people down
you've got nothing to protect
but you're keeping the sect
for your own damn brothers you got no respect
and the killing won't stop when you become a cop
* the worlds getting madder and it ain't gonna stop
it's an uphill battle all the way until we reach the top
you got an answer in your holster
and no question to kill
you got a vision for society
and it's your will
[Stza / Ezra]
even the summer sun can't make this situation light
you've got the upper hand in a war
when you take away our arms and our means to fig
Inermis II Lyrics
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htUwierz ?e wa?ne jest co dzi¶ si? sta?o Uwierz ?e ¶wiata nie by?o I my go stworzyli¶my Jeste¶ latarni± ¶wiat?em Co rozp?dza chmury z?e Jak si?a poci±gu Kt?ry wiedzie mnie przez ?ycie Uwierz tego nie ma co na zewn±trz Nadajemy sens obrazom W kt?re chcemy wierzy? Uwierz ?e wa?n
[Stza]
so you wanna be a cop?
you never stop with your wicked guns going pop
after 41 shots your grinning in the donut shop
your sickening behavior regulates this society
and musters all the sickness & hatred inside of me
[Ezra]
so you wanna wear blue?
well you're just the type
got an chip on your shoulder and an itch for a gripe
standing on a raft in an ocean of blood
but you're doin the killing and causing the flood
[Stza]
how can we tolerate this mad abuse of power?
you think a cop is never psycho till he stabs you in the shower
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L.O.C
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Hoe But Can't Help It Lyrics
Beep! Trick Daddy I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and raised in the motherfucking projects ho Getting money by at the pak Jam, by the back door Wea
topBeep! Trick Daddy I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it 'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic Old material bitch Gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and raised in the motherfucking projects ho Getting money by at the pak Jam, by the back door Wea
and your death'll be sweet if ya wanna be a cop
[Ezra]
they say the sea is green and the sky is blue
and thats about right because we're below you
you cop an extra attitude when you come down my block
so you wanna be a cop?
* the worlds getting madder and it ain't gonna stop
it's an uphill battle all the way until we reach the top
you got an answer in your holster
and no question to kill
you got a vision for society
and it's your will
[Stza]
even the summer sun can't make this situation light
you've got the upper hand in a war
when you take away our arms and our means to fight