Lyrics:
observations
And I’m not the kinda type to ever start a confrontation
Rather keep it peaceful A-salaam aleikum man
How y’all let me out the zoo?
I’m a fucking
-My homie, LB, he told me about this army
Motherfucker who's got all the
Guns we need! Not that old
School Emmet bullshit neither
- (I'm down, let's
I here about the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up yo
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
I want the whole world to hear this
the dead lines with embalming fluid, aye!
I hope you feel the vibe I'm on (Yeah)
Cause I'm about to soar and take the world by storm (Hello)
Bebelino is
400
I see no trees of green no red roses too
And they definitely not blooming for me and you
And I think to myself for a second
What a wonderful
III: No way. Things are just gonna get worse and keep on getting worse. Like I said, America's a third world country as it is and... and we're just
I say they can't lock me up so
I know they can't shut me mouth no
Me have to let the world know
Ahbowy
Comes me say please Mister Police officer
I
It's a man's world, niggas get played
Another stray
Hope I live to see another day, hey!
I'm gettin' sweated by these undercovers
Who can I trust, got my
diamante, Papi
World World 3, CNN history
By the powers of God that's invested in me
Since ninety-three, locked up, I did three
Got eighty-five percent
shirt for me
At lunchbreak we were fighting on the phone
This evening i bought back dvds
But im alone with the TV
Verse 3:
This evening i have bought
better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
This that Hip Hop shit
This is that Smack DVD's not no Tik Tok shit
This that black timb boots ain't no flip
and chop off both his knees
And the world been getting cold, had to put my heart on freeze
And I been flying in the whip, when I go by you feel a breeze
hunt for justice
They are silenced by the code
To never testify against their own
You do not serve me
Accountability
Police
Police
Accountability
We
a stain
I done lost it all got nothing to
Lose I make my llama bang
Niggas say it's beef and I don't see
It I just see 50 packs 50 him
50 him by the night
Well, I knew what I could not say
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could
in the court, Order in the court
That muthafucka shot me, case dismissed
Ha Ha Ha Ha, police
I'm the police
[Verse 3 - Xzibit]
You see this fuckin'
Of the AM Radio
The VCR and the DVD
There was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Being played
was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Playin' back when
I was a kid
Want
And hate is habitually accelerating terror
I just wanna be collected when I call God damn
I don't wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor,
a state of coma boredom
Shouting from their roof tops it's hot like hell, just not like hell
The ground has cracked, that one's the real one
One by one
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
The world is mine and you can't get wit' it
I'm a king not a rat, get it
And I don't pick chicks, that used to pay Deez a visit
Until I married some'n
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
(Woop woop)
It’s the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It’s world war 3 in these
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