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Krayzie Bone

"f*ck Tha Police"

f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police!!!
(You muthaf*ckin' right)

[Krayzie Bone]
f*ck the police comin' straight from the underground
A young n*gga got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
But muthaf*cka makin' as I ain't the one
For a punk muthaf*cka with a badge and a gun
To be beaten on, and end up thrown in jail
But we can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
f*ckin' with a n*gga cause a n*gga turned major
And got a little bit of money and a pager
Searchin my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every thug n*gga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see, me in the pen
Than me blowin' endo, rollin' in my Benz-o
I send the police to the grave
And when I'm finished
They will bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' swoll off bread and water
I don't know if their're fags or what
Search a n*gga down, and grabbin' his 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
Cause they'll slam you down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop
But Krayzie Bone will swarm
On any muthaf*cka in a blue uniform
Just cause I'm from, the C-L-E
Them punk muthaf*ckas be afraid of me
Uh, a young n*gga on the warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' around my way
Yo b*tch I got somethin to say

f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police!!!
(You muthaf*ckin' right)...

[Bizzy Bone]
f*ck the police and Bone said it with authority
Because the n*ggas on the street is a majority
A gang, and is with whenever I'm steppin'
Then the muthaf*ckin' weapon is kept in
A stash spot, for the so-called law
Wishin' Bone was a n*gga that they never saw
Lights start flashin' behind me
But they're scared of a n*gga so they mace me to blind me
But that sh*t don't work, I just laugh
And plus it gives 'em a hint, not to step in my path
The police, I'm sayin': "f*ck you punk!"
Readin' my rights and sh*t - it's all junk
Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand
With a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so we can see what's up
And we'll go at it punk and I'mma f*ck you up
Make you think I'mma kick your ass
But drop your gat, and Bone's gon' blast
I'm sneaky as f*ck when it comes to crime
And I'mma smoke 'em now and not next time
Smoke any muthaf*cka that sweats me
And any as*h*le, that threatens me
I'm a sniper with a helluva scope
Takin' out a cop or two, they can't cope with me
The muthaf*ckin' killer that's mad
With potential, to get bad as f*ck
So I'mma turn it around
Dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound
BOOM BOOM - yeah, somethin like that
But it all depends on the size of the strap
Takin' out a police, will make my day
And a n*gga like Bone don't give a f*ck to say

f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police!!!
(You muthaf*ckin' right)...

[Layzie Bone]
I'm tired of this muthaf*ckin' jackin'
Sweatin' my thug while I be thuggin' in the shack and
Shinin' them lights in my face and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much, but
I kick ass n*gga or maybe cause I blast
On a stupid-ass n*gga when I'm playin' with the trigger
Of any Uzi or an A.K
Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say
They put out my picture with silence
Cause my identity along with my group cause it's violence
It's the Bone with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a thugster n*gga
But still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do you got?
A n*gga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me
Or one of my n*ggas
And with a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger
(Size don't mean sh*t, I'm from the old school fool)
And as you all know Layzie Bone came to rule
Whenever I'm rollin' keep 'em lookin' in your mirror
And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb muthaf*cka with a gun
And when I'm rollin' off the 8, you'll be the one
That I take out, and then I get away
And while I'm drivin' off laughin' this is what I'll say
Believe that

f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police, f*ck the police, f*ck 'em!!!
(surprise)
f*ck the police!!!
(You muthaf*ckin' right)...

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