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letra de smoke: sticks and stones - charlie ray

[intro]
unknown male: referred to as smoke, because often it’s hard to see, impossible to grasp and control, versatile in its look and function, as powerful as a nuclear bomb, as silent as a spring breeze. smoke’s primary function was to police the police. smoke was composed of sizzling, more sizzling, than all the police in that land combined

[verse 1: charlie ray]
uh, yeah
hi, i’m c. ray, a people’s rapper, creeping after seasoned actors slackers on the beat they see and flee disaster
fecal matter splatters bladder empty on them -ssh0l-s easy, acting greasy, gun you down for running round like [?]
as i sit back i’m flabbergasted, gasping at the footage, sticks and stones will break ya bones but cops will fill yo -ss with bullets
bullsh-t what i’m seeing, 3-on-1 like they can’t duck or rock instead the muscle pop you surrender they injured (f-ck a cop)
we love ’em not, citizenry had enough in this time, so stand up handle the bucket of swine, start running but try to give up and you die
so for every citizen they murder if it is unjustified, then they can try protect and serve themselves we should be slipping five
and record’s irrelevant, it could be captains or the street cops, detectives on the checklist, or the chief drop for your cheap shots
gee gosh, they don’t really think i should be saying it but we’ve got the upper hand don’t forget that if we get together couldn’t be stopped
police department and the military they can be departed to the cemetery nothing like the rappers that i’m finna bury when i rip apart a track after i hit the mary and they should be serving and protecting me i’m not the enemy but i will be soon
cause of they pulling they weaponry and they threatening they gon’ k!ll me too
and the rules of engagement state that you can’t fire unless fired upon
but the shoe doesn’t matter it’s like an insurgence, another life is gone
but i’m not surprised at all, cause cops are thirsty, controversy, constant lurking, murder once they serve ’em up like papa murphy’s
and our troops who overseas ain’t even doing that, we dying in the street, police are shooting first not shooting back
if they can’t run up unprovoked and k!ll a terrorist, would my chances be better if my dialect was arabic?
to h-ll with this, don’t trust a single one, no can tell me sh-t, i’m legal, free, legit, and no there’s nothing you can help me with
but they keep pushing till we pushing backhand backs are broken, hope they mouth is open when they choking on behalf of smoke

[hook]
sticks and stones can break your bones but cops can take your life
and another one goes down who never got to say goodbye
we can only take so much before we have to take this fight to them
indict these men or life will end keep yourself locked inside

- charlie ray

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