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Fuck the police, today I'm givin’ it up Keep my money up, I been sippin' the cup Pay my lawyer to stick ups We call the cops, they can't get us Better than the opps that’s with us, yeah Chasin' these blue strips, often elusive 'Member since nuisances, they label us with they two cents Recruit us to shoot us, they harassin' us, all pursuin' Ride for what's right, the news reporters, they lootin', yeah Revolution, propoganda They even try to break us down and point guns with our hands up It's fuck twelve, man, they ain’t been losin’ they manners Fuck around and [?] with a red bandana I'm ready to die, lay it down Don’t buy my dawg no pajamas, yeah, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania