Call the Cops

Jacky you keep them rollers in your hair With that plastic on your head huh? Maaan, hey Keith who did your jheri curls man? They look good I seen why'all this morning on Cops man They had why'all pictures, all your profiles and everything Why'all should stay low, Gene called He need five dollars Ultimate focus behind your neck kid We flex with tecs on your lyrical index Stop the masses, rotate the fastest Afro jheri curl world, get ignited Reinvited on your Main Sources like the enforcers Submachines spray your Liberace pianos Freestyle ambulances, bring out your new dancers While why'all can't rap, we took your Ampex We have protective custody Got your face disgustin me, with animal like instincts I left a dead gorilla in a skating rink Penetrate your Gap jeans with Black & Decker machines Alternate your skullies, catch dead rats in Saran Wrap Put used diapers on your windshield wipers Make you eat your own feces, sell you {?}lindrum elyses{?} Pull out your colon, leave your gland swollen Uncircumcised between your mom's thighs That's right, with a face like Michael Myers I clip the ears off your bodyguards with bloody pliers Bound to eat a German shepherd in the Mojabe desert While why'all talk gangster, I push body parts in shopping carts Leave wigs on streets on Melrose so coroners can smell those Arms for three days, with three legs in the backseat Why'all get the back heat - with the police department Scared to look in my apartment Three weeks ago I dumped a bag of legs with beer kegs Went to Rouse and bought a six-pack and some eggs Seen my face in the paper with a beard, went home and shaved Took out your bodies in the pickup truck, back to the grave Drinkin Yoohoo's and donuts, why'all punks think I'm so nuts Walkin in hospital rooms like the black Dr. Dooom Push you in the wheelchair, out the window Down the steps like Ironside, you run and hide Handicapped with no maps, I'm after you, throw gas at you Projects call the cops [Chorus] The FBI got our fingerprints, heavy big weights We move to alternate states (the projects call the cops) The FBI got our fingerprints, heavy big weights We move to alternate states (the projects call the cops) The FBI got our fingerprints, heavy big weights We move to alternate states (the projects call the cops) The FBI got our fingerprints, heavy big weights We move to alternate states Jacky Jasper with illegal drugs, somethin' for the thugs A bag of penises with twenty butt plugs Persian rugs, with dead bodies on it Call Columbo, who done it solve it, and I'll revolve it And hold it, to the wolves, to the hawks, to the dogs Vagina with bugs rubs cubs, getting fellatio Way {?} fo' sho, positive why die live Comatose tomato juice and cherry hose and toast Santa Anna, Barbara at the Barberry coast, most Chicks licks black holes, village exposed Wastin' my children on her clothes Some went up her nose, suppose I penetrated your neck with a Bic pen With a belt around my waist like book me Don't ask my neighbors, bodies dead, sixty flavors Behavior's, smokin' glass with coleslaw hangin' out your ass Take a blast, I'm travelin' fast, past A nymphomaniac, diggin up corpse, I'm a necrophiliac Gettin' my chick back, hittin' up smack Had that head bobbin, joggin', cyclin', recycling Conniving, arrive in hearse drivin' it's even Seven heads ten horns believe in, evil demon Ask {?} Steven, retreatin', you're beaten, eaten Dead puss, sardine can smell from here to Hell A gladiator with tights under disco lights Blowin' a harmonica, yo in Santa Monica in a Honda Named Bazzle, night fall the press cross dress your name Wanda Call McGerrit, call Dan-O, call Chino Five-oh, rollin' in a pinto From Ohio, Toledo down to San Pedro Believe me hoe, I sold Kurtis the Blow [Chorus]