Luyện nghe bài hát Interlude

I wake up every morning, kiss my wife
Hug my kids, tell em I em, my mouth, hit the fried
I'm out on patrol, in my car, do I lay
Where you know, if you'll be makin it home today
So many different attitudes, I come across
I'm hard to tonight, feeling nobody's lost
Hookers killers and thieves, out on the streets
Got my warped, just found another corpse on the beat
gagged raped, I'm frustrated, I hate it
Found a in the dumpster, body was mutilated
Bad all up in my head, no lie
I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why
Don't I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the
To merge this bullet in my brain, my pain
What a shame, I don't wanna live, I paint the wall
the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all

The eye of the pig

DJ cuts and scratches'This pig' from Pigs

I've on the force, over twenty years, I can say
That I'm worse, than of these motherfuckers I put away
I'm in the biggest gang you ever saw, the law
through the eye of the pig, I see it all
Drug abusers, drug and the gang-bangin
Pieces of shit who should be on the fuckin news
These days you can't tell who's-who in the
Is a whore, or is that, an innocent young girl?
Fuck, I a drink, and I'm almost off
At the precinct, it's like an AA meeting all wrong
I.A. got an eye, on my close guy
For takin a supply from from a bust on a buy
That doesn't concern me, we never rat on other
We went through the academy, like frat brothers
Midnight, I only have an hour on my shift
Think I'll get my dick SUCKED by basshead bitch
My is all FUCKED, my wife is with the neighbors
Subpeonaed, now I gotta sign these divorce papers
I recall, times, before the fall
into the eye of the pig, I see it all

Now I'm on my way, to the station to check out
So I can go home, relax, take a drink and about
My abrupt change, out of the clean, to the
Look the eye of the pig, I'm all fucked
No longer can I determine, the criminal
From the man down, to the pedophile
No one gives a fuck me, I'm slippin
darkness, I'm comin to grips and feelin heartless
Watch this, a dark truck, tinted windows
Duly modified, a dope dealer inside
"Pull it over to the curb, take your out "
And raise your hands out the window and get em in position
Don't move, or I'm gonna your fuckin head off
Just tell me where the and dope are and you'll get off
Don't give me that bullshit, heard about your raps
All you about is slangin and shootin off the scraps
OK, Mr. Freeload, get the out of the truck
I love it how all you fuckin rappers it's so funny
Hit the FUCKIN floor, I need no probable
You got a big sack of coke in your truck (what?) so a pause
You find it Get that smile off your face
take this