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Chorus: |
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Woop-woop! |
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That's the sound of da police! |
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Woop-woop! |
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That's the sound of the beast! |
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Verse One: |
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Stand clear! Don man a-talk |
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You can't stand where I stand, you can't walk where I walk |
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Watch out! We run New York |
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Police man come, we bust him out the park |
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I know this for a fact, you don't like how I act |
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You claim I'm sellin' crack |
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But you be doin' that |
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I'd rather say "see ya" |
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Cause I would never be ya |
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Be a officer? You WICKED overseer! |
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Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour |
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First show a little respect, change your behavior |
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Change your attitude, change your plan |
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There could never really be justice on stolen land |
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Are you really for peace and equality? |
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Or when my car is hooked up, you know you wanna follow me |
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Your laws are minimal |
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Cause you won't even think about lookin' at the real criminal |
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This has got to cease |
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Cause we be getting HYPED to the sound of da police! |
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Chorus |
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Verse Two: |
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Now here's a likkle truth |
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Open up your eye |
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While you're checking out the boom-bap, check the exercise |
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Take the word "overseer," like a sample |
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Repeat it very quickly in a crew for example |
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Overseer |
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Overseer |
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Overseer |
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Overseer |
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Officer, Officer, Officer, Officer! |
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Yeah, officer from overseer |
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You need a little clarity? |
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Check the similarity! |
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The overseer rode around the plantation |
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The officer is off patroling all the nation |
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The overseer could stop you what you're doing |
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The officer will pull you over just when he's pursuing |
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The overseer had the right to get ill |
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And if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill |
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The officer has the right to arrest |
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And if you fight back they put a hole in your chest! |
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(Woop!) They both ride horses |
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After 400 years, I've got no choices! |
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The police them have a little gun |
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So when I'm on the streets, I walk around with a bigger one |
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(Woop-woop!) I hear it all day |
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Just so they can run the light and be upon their way |
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Chorus |
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Verse Three: |
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Check out the message in a rough stylee |
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The real criminals are the C-O-P |
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You check for undercover and the one PD |
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But just a mere Black man, them want check me |
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Them check out me car for it shine like the sun |
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But them jealous or them vexed cause them can't afford one |
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Black people still slaves up til today |
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But the Black police officer nah see it that way |
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Him want a salary |
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Him want it |
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So he put on a badge and kill people for it |
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My grandfather had to deal with the cops |
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My great-grandfather dealt with the cops |
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My GREAT grandfather had to deal with the cops |
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And then my great, great, great, great... when it's gonna stop?! |
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Chorus |
