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that they're resisting
See I'm just trying to make it home but if I don't survive
Just tell my babies daddy love em and I tried
Mr. Officer I got my

Bank executive
Barefoot on the shag rug
Vodka rocks
And her heels by the door
Parole officer
Said to stay out of this town
But you know
She said that

the trap is a lie

You’ve never chilled with the cats is a lie

Officer I wasn’t there is a lie

Me & bro really stepped wid the 9

Hope out the ride & we

witha supply me bredda give me
Straight from the farmer man weh a grow it
Stink up highest grade a smoke like a chimney
Heads haffi roll
Don't build bong

Sandy clocked eighteen (years old) and moved to New Zealand for higher study, luckily for him he got a job there as a police officer, thereafter he got

moves
Make the mob angry and you might lose your life
Saw a black man take an officers flashlight
And shine it in his eyes
Start asking questions
What're

another customer
Posing as a decoy, partner kinda muscular
I buy & bust, tustle my way up out the iron cuffs
Narcs is jumpin out the sky, knowing I supply

and bust
Tussle my way up out the iron cuffs
Narcs is jumping out the sky
Knowing I supply the stuff
They fuckin' shiesty, identify me by my Nikes
Dice one

want static
Dont fear, im hear, top tier, top status
Supply pressure to the opps and supply the sadness
When I tell em I aint tossing salad
Girl grab

Live and Let Die

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Live and Let Die

1992

"Late last night two undercover police officers were found brutally murdered in a Fort Greene 
Apartment building in Brooklyn New York. At this time

the offices
Of officers and other populated personell
I'll bring the day-lit hell from the night-bit shells
Shotgun ammunition and other artillery, can you feel

Like sorry officer that I stained your shoes 
Ain't the first time that I made the news 
Why the boys in blue always angry dudes, dial 911 send em all

bunnies sniffin' white.
Get some money stay alive.
I be keepin' white wine.
Got some gold and now she mine.
She be diggin' my supply,
gold diggin how you

The lyrics I supply
When applied to your short life
Might change your fucking ride
Before you step off to die
I got to read a little to the middle
I bind

here we come
Riding in the car in the summer heat
All the way to the coast
My girlfriend caught the officer looking once and gave him a dirty look

What's up guys, it's Quandale Dingle here
I have been arrested for multiple crimes, including
Battery on a police officer, grand theft, declaring war

army discipline
But some in the Officers' Club had skeletons in the cupboard
And some were addicted slaves of gin

Once again they sent him for

Crack Squad

INDK

Kill Whitey!

Seems like all the world is burning down
Officer America the crown
Street is all around
One two you know it's true
I'm on fire and so are you

now accessible. The first station to create was the closest one. The moon now is transformed as the first colony with artificial oxygen supply

Politicians that be gargling that garbage shit
Borgawood anonymous
Officers the opposite
Doctrines for illegal tended documents
Pocketin' the profits