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dead prez - fuck the police lyrics

(intro)
f-ck the police…

(verse 1)
you couldn’t ever understand how my mind ticks
i’m on some old school crime sh-t
where n-ggas hold tools and keep the dimes lit
ain’t no rules when these iron shots is thrown
dun, this heat burn through ya flesh straight to the bones
i reach for the buddha-sess & zone
i’ll probably have a future of stress
state-impressed and be alone
but as far as the present time, it’s on
i represent mine til i return to the essence
and i’m dead & gone
n0body wanna be broke & you neither
but put me on the corner
an’ watch me catch a quick case of cream fever
if you be popping sh-t, my n-ggas won’t believe ya
probably punch you in the face
and take ya wallet when we see ya
but son it gets deeper
i’m running wit a cl!ck that speed a hundred by the grim reaper
to all my n-ggas in the man keeper:
let your situation be a teacher
ain’t nothing like an education
when i was locked down
i learned about patience and dedication
and not say sh-t
unless you need a motherf-ckin’ face lift
and as a youth i was an outcast
running ’round with pellet guns, playing war
but now it’s all about cash
and say no more. i keep it raw, keep a gun
i’ll go to h-ll wit a slug in my jaw ‘fore i obey they law
and love, it ain’t no secret
my previous lifestyle, juvenile delinquent
devious night prowl was frequent, creeping
reach for your sh-t? don’t even think it
n-gga get sl!ck and try to c-ck it
unless you want your face shot, drop it
crime rule the world and ain’t a jake that could stop it

[hook]
i’m caught up, caught up in the mix and sh-t
and i ain’t tryin’ to hear sh-t
yo my crew got cash ta get
blast you wit the pistol if i have to
in my mind, its all about cash in the fistful (x2)

yeah, f-ck the police (x6)

i’m a no-meat-eatin’, vegetarian, revolutionary people army…yeah, yeah

(verse 2)
i hold the weed too long when i be thinking bout my mom
and all this things gone wrong in the past
and what we do for this cold hard cash
nowadays it seems like we age fast in dog years
like 7 to 1
though i was born back in ’72, i’m still young
when i speak dun, i speak it for millions of children
and tax paying black kids who never said they prayers
blame it on the governors and mayors
’cause they pimps and players
with the tracks on they arms as old as i am
watch what you be doing ’cause they see you through the skycam
power means the man who controls the land
he hold the key to selling drug paraphernalia and contraband
its something like pushing narcotics
cigarettes and tar products
some people say you can’t trust an addict
but i believe that life is a habit
and that’s why we teaching our seeds how to load an automatic
i’m one with my gun, i love it like my first son
it protects me and makes sure the jakes respect me…
i’m one with my gun, i love it like my first son
it protects me and makes sure the jakes respect me…

(outro)
dead prez 9-8
f-ck the police, yeah. tone touch
put the whole bag in the dutch
its never too much. it’s never too much for tone touch…

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