Lyrics:
judgement with a 12-gauge
It's the Argent sergeant the Sentinel guard sent to
Cleanse and to slay until the end of days
The ways a demon can combust,
I'm
already know
Yeah
They like park right there
We gonna search the whole car
Park right there
Every sergeant on guard
Federal police
Put my friends on their
the hand that fights you'll feed
Investigating downtown, Sergeant Gruesome got shot down
National Guard came all around, but couldn't find his knees
the hand that fights you'll feed
Investigating downtown, Sergeant Gruesome got shot down
National Guard came all around, but couldn't find his knees
Where I met Sergeant Brophy, the big civic guard
"Come 'ere to me boy don't you know I'm the law?"
I upped with me fist and I shattered his jaw
Well he
a magazine pose
you’d fight the same if your fireplace was a paraffin stove
spare a thought for white afrikaner farmer former army sergeant
disarmed harmless
radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with
radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with
radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with
radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with
Let's go. Let's go. Push! Let's go
Let's go Sergeant. Get up. Get up. Get up
Get up
The last thing I need is a cramp in the middle of a ruck
The last
Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
'Cause
Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
'Cause
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber
radio
Down at Precinct 49, having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call
From the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with
Kit-e-kat and Chum
?Stand up and beg?, said Sergeant Kirby
?Lay down, play dead for Di and Fergie
Roll up, roll up goes the reveille
Abuse the bugle boy
of the sergeants is after their socks" says Alice
They're changing guard at Buckingham Palace
Christopher Robin went down with Alice
We looked for the King but
radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with
bands up
I feel like VanVleet when I touch down in this Benzo
Big ass body guards 30 chopa's I'm the sergeant
Tryna live it large
Cause when I die I'm
I was heading' out from Robertstown goin towards Timahoe
When I saw the Guards behind me, Sergeant Kenny, don't you know
I said, "O Buck, just my
crack or move cocaine
This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
It was me,
mean, where I got all my things
There's a, there's a, there's a little red notebook back there
Would somebody, would one of the guards bring it to me
felt liberated
Put him on the burner cause the nigga violated
We scamper like guard dogs through the fog
If you feel like you wanna hop, leap
we'll catch Sergeant Koon
Shoot him in the face, run up in him with a broom
Stick, prick, devils ain't shit
Introduce his ass to the AK-40 dick
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