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letra de pigs - scum

[skit]
a high speed police chase has come to an end. police tell us the driver shot at cars during the chase, where speeds go up to a hundred miles an hour. you could see the suspect vehicle badly damaged, uh just off the side of the road there. we understand there was a shootout and from police radio transmissions we heard a report that the suspect was down

[verse 1: sc-m]
look over my shoulder and the pigs are right behind me
the naked body riding shotgun with no head
they on my -ss with the flashing lights they trying to blind me
not knowing i’m packing a sawn off shotgun full of lead
you golden patch motherf-ckers came across a goldmine
better make you quota for the number 1 arrest
the first to run i put this motherf-cking gun up
better have this vest cause i’m gonna blast you in the chest yeah!
i got more drugs in my possession then the walgreens
i got an axe and got a mask of zipper face
was about to go on a bl–dy hunt for some hopeless dope fiends
but the pigs rolled up and i had to take them on a chase
i’m chugging a jager out the bottle steady swerving
i’m doing a hundred with no lights on a busy road into a pole
crashing burning smashing into each other cars are mashing
bullets are flying in all the directions leaving me no time for me to reload

[chorus 2x]
pigs!
out to find me, pigs!
right behind me, pigs!
don’t remind me pigs right up on my -ss yo
drugs!
and a body
slugs!
and a shotty
in my truck i’m drunk as f-ck and the pigs up on my -ss

[verse 2: insane poetry]
mr. swat hat on my tail
here piggy piggy
your f-cking fait is waiting
i’m bout to make some bacon
i’m bout to cook some pork
mark that thing cook his corpse
leave him in the streets squealing
dying in the streets bleeding
“officer down” is the sound as the pistol spark
tough lines with my partner fess as it hits its mark
left and face down in the mud in the dark
leaking as he’s twitching hard lucky that i missed his heart
the ambulance scooped his body up near the park
call me the son of sam 45 gun in hand
laughing while i got a f-cking body in the trunk stash
remington hair trigger shotty for the punk -ss
police no peace treaty just gun shots
21 gun salute this is what it’s coming to
an all out war on them pigs
like an hawaiian cook out
and big f-ck you’s
this is big bud blues

[verse 3: sc-m]
i ran a light while trying to light a f-cking blunt yo
so right away and then i spot the pigs
they pull me over life’s a b-tch cause she’s a c-nt yo
and they approach me with their fingers on the trigs
talkin about they see no license
talkin about get out the car
talkin about they want to search it
that’s when i knew they went to far
that’s when i knew i had to blast them
that’s when i knew they had to go
pulled a grenade out the central compartment
ripped out the pin so it was ready to blow
i threw it at him like a baseball
then hit the gas and heard a ground shake and boom
behind my back explosion blew out half my windows
they won’t be bothering me no more it might a seemed yeah
who would’ve known these motherf-ckers called for back up
who would’ve known there’s a dunkin donuts down the block
now packs a dozen from behind me better back up
no more grenades must feel like gunthers loaded glock

- scum

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