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[sid] => 89350
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => WHO PROTECTS US FROM YOU?? PT. II
[time] => 2005-03-30 15:50:34
[hometext] => THIS IS REVENGE ON THE POLICE!!
[bodytext] => Tha cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me Call me a dope man, cause i rock dope beats Jacked by tha police, didn't have my ID I said " excuse me, why ya tryin ta rob me?" He had tha nerve to, say that i had a curfew Get out tha car, or i'li hurt you So here i go, i better make my mind up Pick my 9 up... or hit tha line up.. I choose B steped into tha streets Tha first cop grabed me, tha other ripped my seat They grabed my homie and threw him to tha concrete I said "what you doin man?" they tried ta frame me! They tried ta say i had some dope in tha back seat But, i'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend!! My homie was packed,so he tried ta run "FREEZE!!!" i heard a bullet fire from tha cops gun My homie dropped, so i hit tha cop I kept swingin,yo, i couldn't stop!! Before i knew it, i was beaten tha cop senseless Tha other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless Now i'm against this cop who was racist Given him a taste, of tradin places And all this, cause tha pigs was tryin ta frame us, but i came up Now they claiming that i'm violent! As i was beatin on a cop, i heard a gun click Then tha gun shot, but i wasn't hit? I turned around it was my homie with tha gun in hand He shot tha cop, now he's a dead man! I said "come on!! it's time for us ta get away, They called for back up, and they'll be on their way!" Jumped in tha car, and tried ta get away quick Tha car wouldn't start, we in deep ***** So we jumped out, "come on, let's take tha cops car." We drove a little ways thinking that we got far But i looked up and all i saw was blue lights If i die tonight, i'm dying in a gun fight I grabed tha AK, my homie took tha 12 gauge Load'em up quick, it's time for us ta spray We'll shoot'em up with they own *****in weapons And when we threw spraying, then we stepin This is a lesson, to tha rednecks and crooked cops You ***** with real niggas, get ya *****in ass dropped So here we go, tha police against us Dark at dusk, and waiting for tha guns ta bust What's next? i don't know and i don't care One things for sure, tommorrow i won't be here! But if i go, i'm taken all these punks with me Pass me a clip G, now come and get me You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent Given them a reason, Ta claim that i'm violent... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 65 [informant] => compton-tre-block [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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