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messy hands - on duty lyrics

[refain: messy hands & mr. val]
(1k-12 to dispatch)
(go for it 1k-12)

[verse 1: messy hands]
1k-12 show me 10-41 10-8
i gotta dude running down the interstate (yep)
rolling code-3
pull the f-ck over motherf-cker you and me gonna have a talk
i’m gonna write you a ticket, possibly a warrant if you run
don’t play around dude i’ll pull out my gun
hands up walk back to my truck
you better not try any funny stuff
don’t act tough

[verse 2: messy hands]
trust me i’m the undersheriff, i can see right through your bluff
please don’t resist while i’m trying to cuff (yup)
anything in the car that i might find like drugs, guns, have any unpaid fees, where’s the keys?
found paraphernalia under his seat
what’s this, add an extra charge
you’re gonna do the time you see?
felony speed, he was going over a hundred
flip the lights on then he wants to act like he was doing nothing
clocked them on the radar no denying that
he comes at me with a baseball bat
pull the taser out all you hear is zap
he drops like a fly, that’s a fly trap

[verse 3: messy hands]
messy the cop protecting the county
don’t run cause i will find you like a bounty on your head son
give me a 32 we’re gonna need some backup
the stooges backed up man, hit me with his pickup truck
i think he’s intoxicated, better run a test
can’t walk in a straight line, he fell to the ground you know the rest
slap the dui on him he’ll do some time
suspend his license man, i feel like i’m on the grind

[verse 4: messy hands]
buddy calls, he says that he’s been shot
responding one mike out, get my gun out that’s my glock
pull up to the scene and see a boy in blue bleeding red
stick with me buddy, i’m calling ems
you’ll be alright, i’m pulling off your vest
he said he’d seen the guy, he was running west
i’m f-cking stressed
looking for this felon
find him hiding, go to the ground, yeah that’s what i’m yelling

[outro: messy hands]
arrested that b-st-rd
jailed him for 600 seconds
i’m sure he’s thinking that he’d rather be in heaven
hard day of work that i’m ready to go 10-7
parked my cruiser
see y’all later i’m racking up my weapons

- messy hands lyrics

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