Fuck The Police

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[Hook:] On the count of three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 Said, on the count of three say fuck the police 1-2-3 [Intro:] This shit just happened, out of fucking nowhere Uh [Verse - Thurzday] Picture me rolling my hand clutching the four-fo' No rival gang, a nigga dumping on po'-po Taking a pigs life, fucking your civil rights Possessed with a demon, that should be vanished by lord Christ Bigger than black and white born ability, kill and fight So with the police brutality, retaliation seems right Especially on Friday night, when they racial profile Black --you a step child 9-1-1, doped out dope smack That cop will shoot you in the back of your head, with yo' face on the ground I should grant you permission to die Mistaken phone for a gun probably the reason why We got innocent blood that's spilled on the streets While the media keep it in the tuck, on discreet A cop can kill a man and get off for free Don't talk about justice, nigga look, adjust it [Hook:] On the count of the three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 FUCK THE POLICE!!!! Said, on the count of three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 FUCK THE POLICE!!!! [Post-Chorus:] Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Motherfucker, all times [Bridge:] It don't matter what car you drive or how much money you make You could be sitting on- look You could have- uh [Verse 2 - Thurzday] Yokohama -rodica tires from peshfire Tazing niggas, choke them with barb wire Mister big spender, the cash don't expire His favorite nigga when that bank account transpires You could be the brother with the two-door, Honda coup Black and Iris cologne, bumping old school Snoop Panhandle for loot, sporting old school troupe Everyday trying to recruit, 40-acres and and a fly suit Whether the nigga with the off shore accounts and the Range Or the brother making dollars out of loose change L.A.P.D. treats your ass the same Shit, tailing your whip trying to run your plates quick Pull you over question, are you Blood or are you Crip Do you smoke, do you sniff Are you drunk, are you selling narcotics Anything to get your ass, as a young black male Don't slip [Hook:] On the count of three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 FUCK THE POLICE!!!! Said, on the count of three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 FUCK THE POLICE!!!! [Post-Chorus:] Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Used to wear pump on my lap at all times, all times Motherfucker, all times [Outro:] On the count of three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 FUCK THE POLICE!!!! Said, on the count of three, say fuck the police 1-2-3 FUCK THE POLICE!!!!
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- Thurz