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n.w.a lyrics lyrics

artist: n.w.a
t-tle: sa prize (part 2)
album: 100 miles and runnin’
year: 1990
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intro 1
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lyrics:

chorus:

f-ck the police! f-ck f-ck f-ck the police!
[f-ck them motherf-ckers!]
f-ck f-ck f-ck the police!
[get paid back] you’re motherf-cking right yo

verse one: dr. dre

f-ck the motherf-cking police!
they don’t want peace they want a n-gga deceased
so he’ll cease to be a problem and by the way the perform
it seems the klan gave the white police another uniform
and yo the black police, the house n-ggas
they gave you a motherf-cking gun, so i guess you figure
you made out, good to go, but you didn’t know
they would stick your black -ss back in the ghetto, yo
to k!ll another n-gga, catch him with crack, in fact
freebase – they put in the neighborhood in the first place
but the brothers ain’t stupid, remember that
you got a gat, i got a gat, so wh-ssup with that
a to the motherf-ckin k
the last words you hear, then the smoke appears
tears, from your motherf-ckin family
they’re starin at me, but i’m goin gun happy, f-ck em!
shootin everything in sight tonight’s the night to get hyped
and fight for what’s wrong, f-ck what’s right!
and by the way, my name is dre
so listen up motherf-cker to what i gotta say, yo
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intro 2
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chorus:

f-ck the police! f-ck, f-ck, f-ck the police
f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck the police
[now for the first episode]

verse two: eazy-e

eazy e’s the name feared by most
when, a lil n-gga is thrown in the pen
but on the streets there’s two kinds of people
white rich f-cks and the ones who get har-ssed like me
pull over to the side, routine for me
tearin up my sh-t, like they lookin for a key of cocaine
but they never find the sh-t
ain’t got nuttin better to do and n0body else to f-ck wit
thinkin everything is stolen
but can’t face facts that a young black n-gga’s just rollin
making more money than they ever make
taking more sh-t than they ever take
yo pigs are made to k!ll, and no regret and
keep your hand on your weapon shoot his -ss and start steppin
cause i’m a n-gga that don’t give a f-ck about nothin
so let me explain a lil somethin, yo
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intro 3
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see, i got this problem, a big problem…
cops don’t like me, so i don’t like motherf-cking cops

chorus:

f-ck the police! f-ck, f-ck, f-ck the police
f-ck
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck the police
[f-ck the police!]

police brutality is common in my neighborhood
that’s why i hate them motherf-ckers

verse three: mc ren

i said f-ck the police but with a little more force
and maybe now i get my point across
it’s a lot here that’s goin on, just open your eyes and look
everyday a young n-gga is took
off the face of the street by a police
it’s like they gotta a n-gga chained on a short leash
you can’t leave out the city that they shacked up
cause if you do that’s the right they got you jacked up
it’s embar-ssin because you know they justice, but all you can do
is say f-ck this, because if you move, that’s all she wrote
so what? the excuse to shoot, or they rather stomp your head
til you’re dead with the steel toe boot
har-ssin me with some kind of mind game
actin like a n-gga just was born with a gang-name
you call that right but when you’re black there’s no right
some recreational sh-t was only a gang fight
so shootin at the cops was a street thing
to waste time have to explain don’t do cocaine
but everything was done just for peace
to retaliate, on the f-ckin police, so i’m sayin

chorus:

f-ck the police! f-ck, f-ck, f-ck the police!
f-ck
f-ck the police! f-ck, f-ck the police!

- n w a lyrics lyrics

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