league of extraordinary gz - apd lyrics
how many shots would it take?
how many strolls on that camel back till it gets great?
how many more n-gg-s you gonna shoot?
and how many more times till it’s you?
and how many more lies we gotta listen to
till you motherf-cking cowards grow a spine
and you finally tell the truth
justify homicide? i’mma need to see some proof
all the while not to even make a difference to you
i don’t give a f-ck about you or me
i struggle to succeed, what’s happening in the community
y’all, whatever happened to ‘serve and protect’?
i deserve some respect, but you’re scared, you’d rather shoot at me
so i’mma do to them before they do to me
what the f-ck would you do if you was me?
now you tell me what’s worse, the dope boy or a burglar?
pimp the hoe or the motherf-cker murderer
this morning i woke up and twittered in
everybody going up, saying the law struck again
this time it was a youngster, barely old enough to get cigarettes
they said he fit the description of the disturbance, they were sending on
said he was strapped, when they searched him found a wallet and a cellphone
that’s f-cked up, it’s too lame ’cause he’s gone
another family the apd tore down
now it’s park pens do what n-gg-s should do
that could easily be you so i declare war on the boys in blue
not the cubs but the fuzz, 50 and f-cked up
we riding for every family in austen you took from
rest in peace tequisha, yeah, ‘ and sofia king, jessie, ‘
oh brother, we gonna make a scene
two guys in deep in all black down 11th street
headed to the capital, the governor perry got beef
so this the policy? murder, no apology?
i’mma stray strapped for effect ’cause you gotta be
shoot first then you got a chance like the lottery
p-ssy -ss pigs ain’t sh-t but a mockery
league full of gs on top, no apostrophe
rest in peace all you deceased, you’re still a part of me
and my n-gg-s locked up for the century
revolution first, when it’s time come and mention me
i was raised on dead pres’ and burned beef
feeling by desire so you know where my gun be
culminate your boys sideways like a dung beetle
apd that’s the all push up vision
come at us, we’re waiting for a true collision
with some n-gg-s that is true, yeah, you for living
am i wrong for pimping? loading 38, the size 38 is the true religion
i say f-ck ’em up against the wall
’cause they ain’t never protected to serve me once at all
i know you feel me, you want it, just mind your business
stay right behind me, you tripping wishing that you gonna f-ck ’em
give ’em reason to bust, give ’em reason to taze
ask ’em if crime pays they know just like i know
the money go missing, my prime suspect is 5 0
i’ve seen it with my own eyes and i know i wasn’t speeding
’cause my ride slow
if you for miles you should’ve been there, we were there, too
when will it be too much? they just itching to shoot
and when they do they get a vacation, telling me new
but catch me with a quarter pound i be in prison by noon
them b-tches shoot you in the back and that’s a cowardly move
they got some friends on the hourly news
i think it’s time for retribution like we stand in their turfs
tell us why them videos go missing with no amber alert
rip to all the fallen, got your families first in my thoughts
we gonna take a tour so they always remember your loss
f-ck ‘ punk -ss and anybody else who standing up for all these crooked cops
f-ck ’em all
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