Lyrics:
[Intro]
This one here goes out, to the Ghetto
To the Street corneres
To the homeless that's duckin and dodgen the police
To the soldiers that's
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some
The United States of America
By the people
By the people
The show in Hollywood, those were 21-and-older people
They had police out there
Cardin'
down, drivin' 'round in an old Cadillac
Here come the Gator Boys, you
Radio and the police know we're
Comin' to your town
It goes a one, a two, three
and Delaware
Philly never scared and them niggaz ain't timid there
Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there
It might start but the fight never finish
I was driving North
By myself feeling sad of course
Off a two-lane highway I was forced
To get out of my car
Five police cars froze
By
thing
We did was "Who Are The Brain Police?
" and by the time we finished "Brain Police
" his head was going around like this, you
Know, and he says,
Lyrically get out my way, protein the beats radish
Roll the weed LB the police smell me
High profile, sweet, bring them hoes to the tele Nah
Bitches fuck
announcement
The police in your cities, for all intents and purposes
Have declared open season on black people (hey yo check one two)
Public Enemy was driven
got a gang of shit, styles guns
My Uzi weighs a motherfuckin' ton
Bucking down one, bucking down two
Bucking down your crew, motherfuck' you
Pigs
TO BE LIKE THIS… (USED TO BE LIKE THIS)
WHEN YOURE WANTED BY POLICE…..
MY PEOPLE MAKE ME HEAR UNO SING AGAIN…….
VERSE 2
NOW THE POLITICIAN SITTING DOWN….
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up, yo, yo
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
I want the whole world to hear this joint right here, yo
another victim of industrial disease haha'
Ah, splendid
I go down to speaker's corner I'm thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police in
to sneer at the two girls
From out of town
I said, look at you this morning
You are, by far, the cutest
But be careful getting coffee
I think
to sneer at the two girls
From out of town
I said, look at you this morning
You are, by far, the cutest
But be careful getting coffee
I think
critical thoughts, criminal minded
Blinded by illusion, findin it confusin
Duel of the iron mics
It's that fifty-two fatal strikes
Duel of the iron
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
remy in iF I GET I'm GOING 2
A supermax but then again
I rather shoot it out with police - snitch
On me i gotta kill my co-d's
Don't ask me why ima og -
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
Bro ridin' 'round wit' a stolen stick
And, you already know that he make it hit
And, you know how it go, I send a hit
Police just blue lighted me,
love you"
While the world keeps passing by
Sleeping in each other's arms
An embrace that lasts forever
Two hearts beating just like one
Together in
I–I got a butterfly net
Think the phantom was in the trunk?
She was moving around in the boot so much
We had to turn up the music, remember?
It was
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