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letra de fuck the police - c. graham

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[verse 1:]
f-ck the police coming straight from the underground
a young homie got it bad cause i’m a rapper and they are a cr-pper
and not the other style so police think
they have the authority to k!ll a minority
f-ck that sh-t, cause i ain’t up for that
a punk motherf-cker with a badge and a bat
to be beating on, and thrown in jail
we can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
f-cking with me cause i’m a student
with a little bit of gold and a pager
visiting the college, dealin’ with sh-t
thinking every diss song should be against the law, give em a hit
you’d rather see, me in the pen
than me and origan rolling in a benz-o again
beat a police out of shape
and when i’m finished, bring the yellow tape
to tape off the scene of the slaughter
still getting swoll off bread and water
i don’t know if they f-gs or what
lookin’ at a honky and l1cking his upper lip
and on the other hand, without a gun they can’t get none
but don’t let it be a black and a white one
cause they’ll slam ya down to the street top
black police showing out for the white cop
graham will swarm
on any motherf-cker in a black uniform
just cause i’m from, the gsg
punk police are afraid of me!
huh, a young homie on the warpath
and when i’m finished, it’s gonna be a bloodbath
of cops, dying in glasgow
yo, i got something to say

“f-ck the police”

example of scene one

[cop] you’re not allowed to promote voilence
and we ain’t gonna press charges against you
[cg] good
[cop] but if this happens again, we will
this is a warning, don’t do it again
[cg] man, f-ck this sh-t
[cop] now you can go, but give me your number first

[verse 2:]
f-ck the police and i said it with authority
because the honkies on the street is a majority
a gang, is with whoever i’m stepping
and the motherf-cking weapon is kept in
a stash box, for the so-called law
wishing i was a homie that they never saw
lights start flashing behind me
but they’re scared of a homie so they mace me to blind me
but that sh-t don’t work, i just laugh
because it gives em a hint, not to step in my path
for police, i’m saying, “f-ck you punk!”
reading my rights and sh-t, it’s all junk
pulling out a silly club, so you stand
with a fake–ssed badge and a bat in your hand
but take off the bat so you can see what’s up
and we’ll go at it punk, and i’ma f-ck you up!
make you think i’ma kick your -ss
but drop your gat, and i’m gonna blast
i’m sneaky as f-ck when it comes to crime
but i’ma smoke ’em now and not next time
smoke any motherf-cker that sweats me
or any -ssh0l-, that threatens me
i’m a sniper with a h-ll of a scope
taking out a cop or two, they can’t cope with me
the motherf-cking villain that’s mad
with potential, to get bad as f-ck
so i’ma turn it around
put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound
[boom, boom] yeah, something like that
but it all depends on the size of the gat
taking out a police, would make my day
but a honky like me don’t give a f-ck to say

“f-ck the police”

[cop] [knocking on the door]
[cg] yeah man, what you need?
[cop] police, open now
[cg] aww sh-t
[cop] we have a warrant for graham’s arrest
[cop] get down and put your hands up where i can see ’em
(move motherf-cker, move now!)
[cg] what the f-ck did i do, man what did i do?
[cop] just shut the f-ck up
and get your motherf-cking -ss on the floor
(you heard the man, shut the f-ck up!)
[cg] but i didn’t do sh-t
[cop] man just shut the f-ck up!

[verse 3:]
i’m tired of the motherf-cking jacking
sweating my gang, while i’m chilling in the shack, and
shining the light in my face, and for what?
maybe it’s because i kick so much b-tt
i kick -ss – or maybe cause i blast
on a stupid–ssed homie when i’m playing with the trigger
of any uzi or an ak
cause the police always got something stupid to say
they put out my picture with silence
cause my ident-ty by itself causes violence
the g with the criminal behavior
yeah, i’m a gangsta, but still i got flavor
without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
a sucker in a uniform waiting to get shot
by me, or another honkie who is bitter
and with a gat it don’t matter if he’s smaller or bigger
(size ain’t sh-t, he’s from the old school fool)
and as you all know, g is here to rule
whenever i’m rolling, keep looking in the mirror
and ears on cue, yo, so i can hear a
dumb motherf-cker with a siren
and if i’m rolling off the 8, he’ll be the one
that i take out, and then get away
while i’m driving off laughing this is what i’ll say

f-ck the police! [3x]

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