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Rich man smells smoke, he smells burning green Doesn't like the odor, better put some badges on the Put a blue suit on you see hangin' round And if don't work, we're gonna close that park down... But Yesterday a man was busted to walk his dog Cop didn't like his attitude, say he was against the law everybody with a mutt this side of the town And if that don't work, we're gonna that park down... Preach on, my wounded
You know when you're walkin that park one night Whether your skin is or white And you feel that particular pressure on the back of your And the hairs on the of your neck start to stand up And you a (police call) Trust those if you're big or burly Or even short and Or if your cat's named You could be walkin that park And meet with the undesirable disaster of your taxes I'm not saying gonna happen I'm not saying that it will happen But it happen Because it has I mean, it be you Or you, or you, or you, or you guys back there Yeah, that guy, definitely three, easily Yup, you Yup, guy guy Him Those up there or scarface Well, of my yacking
What your truth and your mother's apple pie I guess it's all part of your grand designing lie Should I tell you pretty so you don't end my way of life Or should I come up behind with some stolen, bloody, rusty knife Well maybe I sit by and watch you kill my friends And maybe I can learn to love you and hope you end Perhaps I can learn to hate you but I I already do All I for sure right now, it's gotta be me or you While your uncle his joints with his fifty dollar bill I'm off in other park, and I'm laughing at you still my saggy ass of at you baby C'mon tell me all of your Tell me about your Tell me Tell me how you blame your me