* Pam the Funkstress scratches the "We wanna get it on - we don't get along" *
Now the FBI with no feedback Saw me on the street, ask me where the at or the coke I don't sell and yet I don't that Set me up I'm runnin like a Sleestak Ran into a car and almost bent my knee It's better than a cell my lawyer's fee stack Ducked into a liquor store ask what you do Wearin FUBU it was my man The bat and tote go through, I said, "Merci If ask who was I runnin tell the bastards I flew" to my block, plans to catch a few flicks Police did a sweep, terrorizin shit Bustin doors, beatin mammas makin Cool Whip down, gettin dirt on my back to school fit My neighbor that was next to me got black and lips When the lit, you don't see the few flip our boot up they ass and ask em if the shoe fit Til then, they wanna see us up tu-lips my nuts so much, shit I think I'm sterile Got up, brushed the off my apparel This girl Cheryl got parole Said she was high of pupil dilation If you never got now since infinity You get searched livin in this or harassed, beat the shit out - I mean, the livin Wouldn't be no dope if McDonald's paid right They target areas of black, Chinese and Mow you down men, or they'll find your of kin Whites more cocaine and amphetamines but the justice sentence us, more than to credit dem The ruling class shifts to you and me And don't get arrested, is lunacy or is it pimp low magic in Is it a war on drugs, or just my
Now who gets paper and who perved? Who gets and who gets served? Now this type of get on my last nerve I think about it in the car and I start to Who gets paper and who gets Who gets slapped and who gets Now this of shit get on my last nerve I about it in the car and I start to swerve
I got a commonest plot to get the hot So many cops around the ?? Tupac You gotta flake and two rocks, and tissues in the Convincin after two knocks, who heard of fences in socks? Now is for la gente, keep it calliente send the presidente on a one way trip to casa permanente Not a but a sensei These rhymes are for plus you gotta get the rent paid I bust the donut up in front of Makin police officials with fat bones that's made of gristle test torque to differential Now it's essential, our problems provincial 'fore a nurse call our white chalk stencils Broke as fuck, eatin with no utensils That of struggle motivated my pencil It ain't mental material Police are the fist of the imperial, I'm spittin through your Babies need cereal, folks currency My job got a crowd wavin applications get accepted, most'll get rejected Guess they til the new prison get elected and that'll solve they unemployment They'll be makin microchips for two a week That's why they packin us in there in and fleets And Channel Two gon' it cleanin up the streets
Now who gets paper and who perved? Who gets slapped and who served? Now this type of get on my last nerve I think it in the car and I start to swerve Who paper and who gets perved? Who gets slapped and who gets Now type of shit get on my last nerve I think about it in the car and I start to