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a.l.t. & the lost civilization - between the sheets lyrics

“i will use whatever force is necessary
to restore order
what is going on in l.a. must and will stop
as your president
i guarantee it
this violence will end”
the gasoline can, the gasoline man
is comin’ to town, cause i got a tan
he’s puttin’ a cross in the middle of my lawn
lightin’ it up like {f-ckin’}
yo, is this a game
who gets the blames
when you see a circle of christ up in flames
my family cries
i cover my daughter’s eyes
hang my head low, but i’m not suprised
i gotta get away from the drama
see, my child’s only three, can she handle the drama
a truck drives away
the screech of a tire
a tear in my wife’s eye, plus
a
reflection of a cross on fire
but i
admire how she handles what happenin’
all because my first {f-ckin’} album went platinum
had to buy a big white house with a big green metal
should’ve kept my mexican -ss in the ghetto
i speak to the people
i keep it to the streets
but this is what happens
inbetween the sheets
three hitchhikers in the heart of mississippi
two black men and a friend who’s a hippie
when up rolled a pent-up truck
with three white boys and they drunk as {f-ck}
one black man’s way, he gave a trial on hold
but this k!ller {motherf-cker} had a nylon rope
so he ran like a raccoon
and got chased by a platoon
when they caught him, they hit ’em and they beat ’em down
just because his skin was too brown
wanna see my face, you n-gga, you spook
it was president bush, daryl gates and david duke
they stood him on a milk crate
put a noose on his neck and kicked it
it’s too late
this is more than rhymes on beats
this is what happens
inbetween the sheets
i’m on a midnight train and i’m headed for her chocha
the same type of {sh-t} that i already told ya
i seen a brother get beat by five cops
and this one-way train wasn’t makin’ no stops
stop
d-mn
d-mn, stop
i couldn’t take it
though i was goin’ insane
i stood up and scream
“stop the train! ”
jumped off the train, ran a half mile back
with this brother of color, and he was still gettin’ jacked
five went the pace, caught a beatdown too
i guess what they say about the south is true
i grabbed a gun from one of the police
the {motherf-ckin’} cop got shot with his own piece
this is more than rhymes on beats
now i’m a john doe
and i’m inbetween the sheets

- a l t the lost civilization lyrics

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