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  • 作词 : Barnett, Barriere, Johnson ...
    Scarface:
    I'm sick of you hoes tryin to run mine
    I'm comin with a good line
    Runnin after one time
    I got a grudge against you blue suits
    Black suits, white suits and state troops
    That's the way you made us
    Sent a brother to the penenitentiary is how you play us
    Lock us up for the summer
    Took the brother's name away and passed us as a number
    Just because you legally pack a gack man
    Doesn't necessarily mean you have to point it at the black man
    Especially you black cops
    You let your gacks pop
    Because them honkies got you brainwashed
    Now we come to new dealings
    ************* all the dumb *************t, the line of work is cap peeling
    I'm cuttin *************t short
    Ain't no fillin out reports
    Cause you ain't makin it to court
    I'm lettin freedom ring
    From the hole in my glock, for ****** off rodney king
    It ain't *************t that you can ask us
    And since justice is blind, i'm gone buy the ************* some glasses
    Wake the ************* up chumps
    I'm comin after your ass
    Crooked officer
    Chorus:
    Mr. officer, crooked officer
    I wanna put your ass in a coffin sir
    Cause you done ****** with *************s like myself for too long
    It's time to grab my mother****** *************t and get it on
    Bushwick:
    Oh mr. officer, crooked officer what's happening
    You beat another black man's ass and now you high tapping friend
    Do i have to move to river oaks
    And bleach my ****** skin so i can look like these white folks
    Just to get some assistance
    Because the brutality in my neighborhood is gettin persistent
    Cause you wanna harass me yeah
    And if i talk back you wanna bust my black ass g
    Just like rodney king
    But if you try that *************t with me, its gonna be a different scene
    Try to pull me over on a dark road
    But i'll be damned if i don't grab my nine and unload
    Until every blue *************rt turns red
    You heard what i said
    I want all you crooked mother*******s dead
    So you better start pickin out your coffin sir
    Cause i'm comin after your ass
    Chorus:
    Big mike:
    Momma called me up the pther day i got a warrant
    Punk ass laws wanna know where the gun went
    Say i shot a ************* the other night at a party
    Lieing out they ass i was at home drinkin 40s
    Coolin with my *************s playin dominoes in the kitchen
    A big black ************* did the killin and i'm fittin the description
    And you know they think all black *************s look alike
    So now they got the flashlight lookin for big mike
    Jackin *************s up tryin to capture me
    Coppers wanna gaffle me
    Tryin to put bullets into the back of me
    Time and time again i told them i didn't do it
    And they knew it
    But they still pursued it
    So them mother*******s blew
    So now i'm about to grab my *************t
    And put them son of a ******* six feet under
    Cause i'm sick of runnin from you mother*******s
    Turnin tables cause i'm able i ain't fallin victim
    Time to play a game, see the police watch me stick them
    Cause i ain't runnin from the p-o-l-i-c-e never
    Mother****** t-i-m-e of day
    They'll have to g-u-t a me
    Off the s-e-t
    And my h double o d
    ****** around with the b-i-g
    You'll be in a g-r-a-v-e
  • 作词 : Barnett, Barriere, Johnson ...
    Scarface:
    I'm sick of you hoes tryin to run mine
    I'm comin with a good line
    Runnin after one time
    I got a grudge against you blue suits
    Black suits, white suits and state troops
    That's the way you made us
    Sent a brother to the penenitentiary is how you play us
    Lock us up for the summer
    Took the brother's name away and passed us as a number
    Just because you legally pack a gack man
    Doesn't necessarily mean you have to point it at the black man
    Especially you black cops
    You let your gacks pop
    Because them honkies got you brainwashed
    Now we come to new dealings
    ************* all the dumb *************t, the line of work is cap peeling
    I'm cuttin *************t short
    Ain't no fillin out reports
    Cause you ain't makin it to court
    I'm lettin freedom ring
    From the hole in my glock, for ****** off rodney king
    It ain't *************t that you can ask us
    And since justice is blind, i'm gone buy the ************* some glasses
    Wake the ************* up chumps
    I'm comin after your ass
    Crooked officer
    Chorus:
    Mr. officer, crooked officer
    I wanna put your ass in a coffin sir
    Cause you done ****** with *************s like myself for too long
    It's time to grab my mother****** *************t and get it on
    Bushwick:
    Oh mr. officer, crooked officer what's happening
    You beat another black man's ass and now you high tapping friend
    Do i have to move to river oaks
    And bleach my ****** skin so i can look like these white folks
    Just to get some assistance
    Because the brutality in my neighborhood is gettin persistent
    Cause you wanna harass me yeah
    And if i talk back you wanna bust my black ass g
    Just like rodney king
    But if you try that *************t with me, its gonna be a different scene
    Try to pull me over on a dark road
    But i'll be damned if i don't grab my nine and unload
    Until every blue *************rt turns red
    You heard what i said
    I want all you crooked mother*******s dead
    So you better start pickin out your coffin sir
    Cause i'm comin after your ass
    Chorus:
    Big mike:
    Momma called me up the pther day i got a warrant
    Punk ass laws wanna know where the gun went
    Say i shot a ************* the other night at a party
    Lieing out they ass i was at home drinkin 40s
    Coolin with my *************s playin dominoes in the kitchen
    A big black ************* did the killin and i'm fittin the description
    And you know they think all black *************s look alike
    So now they got the flashlight lookin for big mike
    Jackin *************s up tryin to capture me
    Coppers wanna gaffle me
    Tryin to put bullets into the back of me
    Time and time again i told them i didn't do it
    And they knew it
    But they still pursued it
    So them mother*******s blew
    So now i'm about to grab my *************t
    And put them son of a ******* six feet under
    Cause i'm sick of runnin from you mother*******s
    Turnin tables cause i'm able i ain't fallin victim
    Time to play a game, see the police watch me stick them
    Cause i ain't runnin from the p-o-l-i-c-e never
    Mother****** t-i-m-e of day
    They'll have to g-u-t a me
    Off the s-e-t
    And my h double o d
    ****** around with the b-i-g
    You'll be in a g-r-a-v-e