I pissed on a cop today
Shook off my dick and I walked away
They say somethings got to change
But I ain’t seen nothing, just the same ol' same
I pissed on a cop today
Shook off my dick and I walked away
They say somethings got to change
But I’m sick of the game, so this is check mate
Cool spitter cool spitter move with the blueprint
The movement, the madness, the message is savage
I guess it’s the best if you mess with the masses
Cause you’ll get arrested for having a stance, man
Do gooder, do gooder, no room for you brother
No space to move but a cell or a box
When you tell um your thoughts then you fell in the plot
They make you a felon, live hell on they watch
Little boy, little boy, these cops are killers boy
They got no feelings boy
They shot to fill a void
You stop and still avoid red and blue flashing
Know they just out to spill blood on that badge man
Big man, big man, you a big deal
Your friends got guns
And you run around and get kills
But tell me what happens
When your head hits that fabric
You try to sleep, but your soul is still captive
They say peace is perspective
But what I see is infectious
So many dots but you can’t connect them
So many cops but you can’t arrest them
Now these people out here protestin'
No progression, essence of death in these streets
Strap on your gun and your vest, and you creep
You act like you here to protect all the peace
But when push comes to shove
Then you push and you shove
Fight and you choke, and you shoot, and you run
You nothing but fake in the face of the beast
A piggy with wings only way I like meat
You teaching these kids not to trust your disease
Frame and you trump up some shit on these peeps
Wonder why you home, and can’t go to sleep
Your conscious is filthy, your confidence will be The end of your kingdom, police the police
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