[Hook]
What ya gonna do when they come for you, a gang of hatin pigs
What have they ever really done for you, ain’t never done shit
Stash what you got cause they're comin through, best get rid of that quick
Cause when they get here you know what they're gonna do, all they ever do is trip
[Verse 1]
Minding my own business..
Try to hem me up like for life stuck in the klink haters in blue
How they set me up should I test my luck, here they come they're in pursuit
What did I do? What haven't I done, you want to see my I.D
Umm.. well ok, where I'm coming from? Just on my way not on the run
What ya want me to say are you just bout done? Power trippin asshole lickin haters
Notice how they strut through the spot like anybody wants to see a cop
Man everybody knows they suck, I got to be somewhere man fuck
Why the hell you always stoppin me, round the clockin me like what
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Six feet deep below the street, so they can't never say shit again
Fuck the man with a thick broomstick and put a black flag on the end
Got to watch my back or just like that, I’m bound to get locked up
The law's watching me, constantly too close and way too much
Looking over my shoulder and checking in the rear view mirror
Cause I'm never not but a moment from getting taken to jail
They're knocking at my door, down my door, they're shining lights in my eyes
Exactly what do they stand for, ever asking more of I man why
Like it matters why I chose to ignore, all the laws I've been told to abide
Think I’m on parole, thinking I just stole, some shit you got an A.P.B out on
But no, you're wrong as usual hell no it wasn't me
Have the nerve to ask me if I'm drunk when I’m pissing in the middle of the street
Looking over my shoulder, looking over my shoulder..
[Outro]
By the way why they always acting like they know how to size me up
Ignorant bastards coming after me, all the time on mine had enough
Why they always wanna hassle me, pigs all up on my nuts
Like they have to be, like I can't see 'em tryna play shade tree in the cuts
By robbing me of my dignity, so in the end I never say much
But ain’t a time pass I don’t wish I could flash on penelope like fuck
Shot this for everyone who's been there for my real ones who understand
What it feels like to have your rights read to you by the..
What ya gonna do when they come for you, a gang of hatin pigs
What have they ever really done for you, ain’t never done shit
Stash what you got cause they're comin through, best get rid of that quick
Cause when they get here you know what they're gonna do, all they ever do is trip
[Verse 1]
Minding my own business..
Try to hem me up like for life stuck in the klink haters in blue
How they set me up should I test my luck, here they come they're in pursuit
What did I do? What haven't I done, you want to see my I.D
Umm.. well ok, where I'm coming from? Just on my way not on the run
What ya want me to say are you just bout done? Power trippin asshole lickin haters
Notice how they strut through the spot like anybody wants to see a cop
Man everybody knows they suck, I got to be somewhere man fuck
Why the hell you always stoppin me, round the clockin me like what
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Six feet deep below the street, so they can't never say shit again
Fuck the man with a thick broomstick and put a black flag on the end
Got to watch my back or just like that, I’m bound to get locked up
The law's watching me, constantly too close and way too much
Looking over my shoulder and checking in the rear view mirror
Cause I'm never not but a moment from getting taken to jail
They're knocking at my door, down my door, they're shining lights in my eyes
Exactly what do they stand for, ever asking more of I man why
Like it matters why I chose to ignore, all the laws I've been told to abide
Think I’m on parole, thinking I just stole, some shit you got an A.P.B out on
But no, you're wrong as usual hell no it wasn't me
Have the nerve to ask me if I'm drunk when I’m pissing in the middle of the street
Looking over my shoulder, looking over my shoulder..
[Outro]
By the way why they always acting like they know how to size me up
Ignorant bastards coming after me, all the time on mine had enough
Why they always wanna hassle me, pigs all up on my nuts
Like they have to be, like I can't see 'em tryna play shade tree in the cuts
By robbing me of my dignity, so in the end I never say much
But ain’t a time pass I don’t wish I could flash on penelope like fuck
Shot this for everyone who's been there for my real ones who understand
What it feels like to have your rights read to you by the..
Track 7 on Exmilitary
