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hamell on trial - not aretha's respect (cops) lyrics

so was a cop stop roadblock for inspection stickers
maybe it was hot
maybe the cop was -ssigned to the detail for punishment
maybe he had witnessed some domestic violence sh-t last night
that once again made him lose faith in humanity
i don’t know and i don’t care cause he’s an -ssh0l-
and he’s p-ssing and he’s barking orders in front of my 10-year-old
who’s now afraid and think of the cops as something to be feared
hey, f-ckface
i’m trying to teach my kid there’s some authority that needs to be respected
but we have no respect for you
now i’m trying to teach him to not get shot

we’re at the 7/11, my kid’s getting in the car with his big gulp and his hot dog
and he leaves the door open while he gets things adjusted
cop pulls up tryin’ to get into the sp-ce next to us
and he blasts his siren
my kid jumps, smashes his foot in the door
as the cop struts by not smilin’ not sayin’ he’s sorry
just tryin’ to look all macho and garner the respect he never got in high school
hey, f-ckface
i’m trying to teach my kid there’s some authority that needs to be respected
but we have no respect for you
now i’m trying to teach him to not get shot

skateboard park in chappaqua
rumor has it that the cops were supposed to get a raise
but a skateboard park got built instead
cop buzzin’ around like flies on sh-t
har-ssin’ kids so they finally shut it down, it just wasn’t worth it
i was there when it was closed, readin’ the bulletin board with my 10-year-old
cop threw us out
i said “you don’t have anything better to do?”
he said “what did you say?”
i said “listen you f-ckin’ idiot
know at the end of your life you’ve done nothing righteous
you’re a worthless piece of sh-t”
actually i didn’t say that cause i didn’t wanna get shot
but what i shoulda said was “hey f-ckface
i’m trying to teach my kid there’s some authority that needs to be respected
but we have no respect for you
now i’m trying to teach him to not get shot”

three cops enter our building from the rear
lookin’ all serious as my son and i enter
my sons says “why are they here? this makes me nervous”
so i say “excuse me, why are you in my building? this makes my son nervous”
thinking, but not saying, cause i don’t wanna get shot
“would it k!ll you to re-ssure the kid while you’re hangin’ around?”
and one of the cops says “we’re the good guys”
um…uh…i don’t know what alternative planet you’re living on
but you’re definitely not the good guys
hey, f-ckface
i’m trying to teach my kid there’s some authority that needs to be respected
but we have no respect for you
now i’m trying to teach him to not get shot
and i’m white

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