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[boots] e, look man look |
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[e-roc] yeah wassup man |
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[b] it's that cop man, the one that sent my potna to the hospital |
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Hey pull over, come on |
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[e] coup let's with this hamhock mother******, there we go |
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[b] hey pig, yeah, remember me? |
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Verse one: boots |
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I know you mother******, know where you live |
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You're the cop that knocked in my partner greg wiggins' ribs |
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And it wasn't in a trip cause he's not a dealer or a pimp |
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But now he walks with a permanent limp |
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And pig you make my gut crimp cause my whole family got knocked |
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Walcy hawkins and her son's up in double-rock |
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And it don't stop to the funky beat |
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Till my people get together and kick you pigs off the street |
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I grit my teeth why can't i be like rodney with a camcorder? |
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Seems we need one every time you get a court order |
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Or pull me over in order to check identification |
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I'm in the back of your car with a bruise or laceration |
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You're in the hood and it's one more disaster |
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We know you're here to protect and serve the master |
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Next time you roll through push the gas a little faster |
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I'll turn your blue suit purple, bastard |
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Cause |
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Chorus x2 |
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I know you mother****** |
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(everywhere i turn) |
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I know you mother****** |
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(everywhere i turn) |
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I know you mother****** |
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(everywhere i turn i'm assuming the position) |
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Verse two: e-roc |
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I know you mother******, footprints in my door |
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On my back, on my head, through my house and once more |
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You called my mother a hoe, you threw my brother in a headlock |
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You did this to about six thousands on the block |
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Say you try to stop the rock so it makes me perspire |
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Hmm...but you work with a supplier |
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So i inquire what's your role in my elimination? |
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Ain't got a choir so it sure ain't one of salvation |
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But if i sung you a song it'd be of damnation |
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Cause all they do is let me sing in this damn nation |
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Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, how many kids have you killed today? |
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Pig, now i realize our relation |
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Your occupation is to keep me in occupation |
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How many brothers have you left in a cast? |
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How many graves have you made in the past? |
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Useless! not my task to even ask |
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But you'd better cease before i put a cap in your ass |
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Cause i know you |
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Chorus x2 |
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(now let me tell ya'll this little little story |
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This little piggy once came to oaktown |
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See, cause this little piggy had a gun |
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This little piggy's gun was smoking |
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Cause this little piggy shot my son |
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This little piggy went wee wee wee all the way to hell! |
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Cause we stomped a mudhole in his ass, ha ha ha |
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Verse three: boots |
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I know you mother******, my face prints in your knuckles |
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Hit my head back to the rear and i can hear my knees buckle |
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And you chuckle...as the blow blurred my vision |
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You make a game trying to tame me for colonialism |
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The stars and bars are all you need to make a perfect prison |
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No chains or fences here so you can make me think i've risen |
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I'm given rations on the first and fifteenth |
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Just so i won't be out organizing in the street |
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And so i'm beaten in the court with charges trumped, see |
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My eyes is swollen and my nose looks like humpty's |
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But i'm not laughing cause i'll take a bath in this one |
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The judge is looking at me like he wants to have me hung |
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I never swung, i got the dung kicked out my ass |
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Like o.p.d. was using me for beat the nigger class |
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(step one, put the handcuffs on |
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Step two, say something like "nigger you'll never learn" |
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Step three, throw 'em on the ground |
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Step four, kick 'em of course) |
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But there's an error in your reign of terror and the end is near |
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We ain't non-violent no more so get your riot gear |
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Stand in fear and guard your rear as we gather round |
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And ****** you up so much, they'll have to ****** you down |
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Assuming the position that you'll have to wear a bullet-proof vest |
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On your vest, i suggest you change your address |
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Cause we know you |
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(x2) |
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We know you mother****** |
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(everywhere i turn) |
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We know you mother****** |
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(everywhere i turn) |
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We know you mother****** |
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(everywhere i turn i'm assuming the position) |