Lyrics:
as you're told no excuses please!
No, we don't play or make mistakes around -
Violet! Oh, Violet!
Judy, this is Roz Keith
Mr hart's administrative assistant
Thank you for calling the Los Angeles Municipal Court.
This is an automated system that can handle most inquiries.
If after using this system, your
dialtone, touch-tone dialing, ring, ring)
Thank you for calling the Los Angeles Municipal Court.
This is an automated system that can handle most
weight up on my chest
Breonna Taylor got killed months ago but still there's no arrests
And these bitch ass cops just get put on administrative leave
only stay inside
The administrative office of this crooked enterprise
And they doomed to learn a real lesson
A bag of Skittles to a pistol
What's
Administrative offices
grown-ups treated like they're kids
It's time for me to leave
Free, everything's going green
We're only as sick
as the secrets that we keep
But at that second something startled my conscience
**Michael Seethaler to the principal’s office**
Missed my electives, palms start sweating.
“Young
locations
At the administrative centre
All around the elevator
In the bottom third cubicle against the touch pad
The counterweight cables running down
purged, we won't withdraw
We'll occupy the streets
We'll occupy the courts
We'll occupy the offices of you
Till you do
The bidding of the many, not
I found it hidden in the very core of the city
The building didn't do it justice, but then again no building would
The office door ajar
the facts)
Oh, we got her office tapped (got her office tapped)
Aye, she bump another line (bump another line)
Aye, I'm coughin' up the slime (coughing up
never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
plays on the spell bound words
So preach freedom and act brave
Prone to violence low vibrational state
Courts to commerce commandeered for slaves
Fuck da fucking court bitch
Fuck da fucking court
Fuck da fucking court bitch
Fuck da fucking court
Fuck the fucking court bitch
Fuck the fucking
then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that x-rated
Johnny don't wanna go to school no more, no more
Johnny said
never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
like, "We goin' to London"
We used to walk inside the office give them people hell
I knew you was loyal when your partner went to jail
You never
the court date
1207 to the FLA
Meetings at the office tryna map how I blow
Meetings at the office tryna map how I blow
Meetings at the office tryna map how I
You a dork (ooh), never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (woo, jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup taste like
I do this job dirty
Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time I travel courts and dream crime
My room like
I do this job dirty
Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time I travel courts and dream crime
My room like
nervous
Just know I do this job dirty
Like Donna Karan New York
Call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time
I travel courts and dream crime
My room
Usain Bolt court plus vite que Ben Ali ?
Murder by strangulation (x8)
Vous fiez pas aux apparences
Les plus dangereux sont tout petits
J'ai vu des
I do this job dirty
Donna Karan New York call it Fatal Dogg New Jersey
Niggas ain't seen time I travel courts & dream crime
My room like
.jpg/300px-Parquet_Courts_2016_(2).jpg "Parquet Courts")
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