| Song | Fed Up Wit The Bullshit |
| Artist | Big L |
| Album | Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Coleman, Hall | |
| ( VERSE 1 ) | |
| Yo, on the scene is the brother that's big, I'm not a little kid | |
| I'm a nig who don't dig a mutha****in pig | |
| Cause to me they ain't nothin but harassers | |
| That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses | |
| Then one day they slow rolled through the hood | |
| With the .38s cocked, 2 deep, up to no good | |
| They say that my skin was black so they attacked | |
| Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my ****in cap | |
| One murdered my man like it was okay | |
| For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay | |
| But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life | |
| And never again see the street lights, and that's trife | |
| Around my way they shot many teens | |
| And them cops better stop, or I'ma stop em, by any means | |
| The Big L won't hesitate to cold diss em | |
| And if you ask me, mutha**** the whole system | |
| There are too many young black brothers doin life bids | |
| Cause justice means 'just us white kids' | |
| So take heed to the rhymes I kick | |
| I'm about to flip, cause I'm fed up with that bullshit | |
| I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) | |
| I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) | |
| I'm fed up with that bullshit (bullshit) | |
| I'm fed up (Aw, shit) | |
| ( VERSE 2 ) | |
| Whether it's the hot, warm, cool or cold season | |
| Pigs be ****in with a nigga for no reason | |
| You're just gettin home from work | |
| And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a ****in jerk | |
| Niggas in the streets got tough luck | |
| First they get cuffed up | |
| Then get roughed up, and that's ****ed up | |
| This every day, not every other week | |
| Listen when this brother speak | |
| Mutha**** turnin the other cheek | |
| Or you'll be layin in a pine box | |
| Bad enough they got .38s, now them clowns gettin nine glocks | |
| I'm not only fed up with the cops | |
| I'm only fed up with them punk-ass cab drivers who don't stop | |
| They don't care if it's snowin | |
| First they slow down, then they see your skin is brown, then they keep goin | |
| Cause I wasn't white, the cab took flight | |
| But I caught him at the light | |
| And put a bullet right through his windpipe | |
| I keep a tool with a full clip, the trigger I pull quick | |
| Cause I'm fed up with that bullshit |
| zuo qu : Coleman, Hall | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Yo, on the scene is the brother that' s big, I' m not a little kid | |
| I' m a nig who don' t dig a mutha in pig | |
| Cause to me they ain' t nothin but harassers | |
| That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses | |
| Then one day they slow rolled through the hood | |
| With the . 38s cocked, 2 deep, up to no good | |
| They say that my skin was black so they attacked | |
| Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my in cap | |
| One murdered my man like it was okay | |
| For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay | |
| But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life | |
| And never again see the street lights, and that' s trife | |
| Around my way they shot many teens | |
| And them cops better stop, or I' ma stop em, by any means | |
| The Big L won' t hesitate to cold diss em | |
| And if you ask me, mutha the whole system | |
| There are too many young black brothers doin life bids | |
| Cause justice means ' just us white kids' | |
| So take heed to the rhymes I kick | |
| I' m about to flip, cause I' m fed up with that bullshit | |
| I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
| I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
| I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
| I' m fed up Aw, shit | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Whether it' s the hot, warm, cool or cold season | |
| Pigs be in with a nigga for no reason | |
| You' re just gettin home from work | |
| And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a in jerk | |
| Niggas in the streets got tough luck | |
| First they get cuffed up | |
| Then get roughed up, and that' s ed up | |
| This every day, not every other week | |
| Listen when this brother speak | |
| Mutha turnin the other cheek | |
| Or you' ll be layin in a pine box | |
| Bad enough they got . 38s, now them clowns gettin nine glocks | |
| I' m not only fed up with the cops | |
| I' m only fed up with them punkass cab drivers who don' t stop | |
| They don' t care if it' s snowin | |
| First they slow down, then they see your skin is brown, then they keep goin | |
| Cause I wasn' t white, the cab took flight | |
| But I caught him at the light | |
| And put a bullet right through his windpipe | |
| I keep a tool with a full clip, the trigger I pull quick | |
| Cause I' m fed up with that bullshit |
| zuò qǔ : Coleman, Hall | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Yo, on the scene is the brother that' s big, I' m not a little kid | |
| I' m a nig who don' t dig a mutha in pig | |
| Cause to me they ain' t nothin but harassers | |
| That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses | |
| Then one day they slow rolled through the hood | |
| With the . 38s cocked, 2 deep, up to no good | |
| They say that my skin was black so they attacked | |
| Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my in cap | |
| One murdered my man like it was okay | |
| For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay | |
| But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life | |
| And never again see the street lights, and that' s trife | |
| Around my way they shot many teens | |
| And them cops better stop, or I' ma stop em, by any means | |
| The Big L won' t hesitate to cold diss em | |
| And if you ask me, mutha the whole system | |
| There are too many young black brothers doin life bids | |
| Cause justice means ' just us white kids' | |
| So take heed to the rhymes I kick | |
| I' m about to flip, cause I' m fed up with that bullshit | |
| I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
| I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
| I' m fed up with that bullshit bullshit | |
| I' m fed up Aw, shit | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Whether it' s the hot, warm, cool or cold season | |
| Pigs be in with a nigga for no reason | |
| You' re just gettin home from work | |
| And gotta get searched and treated like dirt by a in jerk | |
| Niggas in the streets got tough luck | |
| First they get cuffed up | |
| Then get roughed up, and that' s ed up | |
| This every day, not every other week | |
| Listen when this brother speak | |
| Mutha turnin the other cheek | |
| Or you' ll be layin in a pine box | |
| Bad enough they got . 38s, now them clowns gettin nine glocks | |
| I' m not only fed up with the cops | |
| I' m only fed up with them punkass cab drivers who don' t stop | |
| They don' t care if it' s snowin | |
| First they slow down, then they see your skin is brown, then they keep goin | |
| Cause I wasn' t white, the cab took flight | |
| But I caught him at the light | |
| And put a bullet right through his windpipe | |
| I keep a tool with a full clip, the trigger I pull quick | |
| Cause I' m fed up with that bullshit |