Luyện nghe bài hát Interlude

I wake up morning, kiss my wife goodbye
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 never know, if be makin it home today
So many different attitudes, I come across
I'm to console tonight, feeling nobody's lost
hustlers killers and thieves, out on the streets
Got my mind warped, just found corpse on the beat
Bound gagged raped, I'm frustrated, I it
a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated
Bad all up in my head, no lie
Sometimes I gotta a sniff so I can get by, why
Don't I get hurt, there go my nerves, I got the urge
To merge this in my brain, relieve my pain
What a fuckin shame, I don't wanna live, I the wall
the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all

The eye of the pig

DJ Muggs cuts and pig' from Pigs

been on the force, over twenty years, I can say
That I'm worse, than of these motherfuckers I put away
I'm in the gang you ever saw, above 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 hangin
These days you tell who's-who in the world
Is that a whore, or is that, an innocent young
Fuck, I need a drink, and I'm off
At the precinct, it's an AA meeting all gone wrong
I.A. got an eye, on my close guy
For takin a supply from evidence from a on a buy
That doesn't concern me, we rat on each other
We went through the academy, like frat brothers
Midnight, I have an hour left on my shift
Think get my dick SUCKED by this basshead bitch
My marriage is all FUCKED, my wife is the neighbors
Subpeonaed, now I gotta sign fuckin divorce papers
I recall, happier times, before the
Look the eye of the pig, I see it all

Now I'm on my way, back to the station to out
So I can go home, relax, a drink and think about
My change, out of the clean, to the corrupt
Look the eye of the pig, I'm all fucked
No can I determine, who's the criminal
From the innocent man down, to the
No one gives a fuck me, I'm slippin
Into darkness, I'm comin to and feelin heartless
Watch this, a dark truck, tinted windows
Duly modified, probably a dope dealer
"Pull it over to the curb, your keys out "
And your hands out the window and get em in high position
Don't move, or I'm gonna blast fuckin head off
Just tell me where the and dope are and you'll get off
Don't give me that bullshit, I've heard your raps
All you talkin about is slangin and shootin off the
OK, Mr. Freeload, get the FUCK out of the
I love it how all you fuckin think 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 it funny? Get that smile off your face
take this