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Good Evening,

We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message to uh..
Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia

Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
Here's something nice and friendly
And it goes something like this

Fuck tha police
Coming straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority

Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beating on, and throwing in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

Fucking with me cuz I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searching my car, looking for the product
Thinking every nigga is selling narcotics

You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water

A young nigga on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dying in L. A.

Yo, I got something to say
Fuck the police
Come on! Off, What?
Fuck the police
Yeah!
Come on!
Fuck tha police
Yeah!

Fuck the police
Coming straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority

Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun
To be beating on, and throwing in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

Fucking with me cuz I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searching my car, looking for the product
Thinking every nigga is selling narcotics

You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To mark off the scene of the slaughter
No controller, bread and water

I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down and grabbing in the nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top
Black police showing out for the white cop

Yeah, my brothas will swarm
On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform
Just cuz we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me
Hey!

Punk on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dying in L. A.

Hey yo, We got something to say
Fuck the police
Come on, sing that shit
Right now
Come on!
Come on!
One more time
Here we go, here we go
Come on!
One more, we gotta do it, right now
Yeah!
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