Alt And The Lost Civilization

Alt And The Lost Civilization - Between The Sheets lyrics

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"I will use whatever force is necessary

To restore order

What is going on in L.A. must and will stop

As your president

I guarantee it

This violence will end"

The gasoline can, the gasoline man

Is comin' to town, cause I got a tan

He's puttin' a cross in the middle of my lawn

Lightin' it up like {fuckin'}

Yo, is this a game

Who gets the blames

When you see a circle of Christ up in flames

My family cries

I cover my daughter's eyes

Hang my head low, but I'm not suprised

I gotta get away from the drama

See, my child's only three, can she handle the drama

A truck drives away

The screech of a tire

A tear in my wife's eye, plus

A

Reflection of a cross on fire

But I

Admire how she handles what happenin'

All because my first {fuckin'} album went platinum

Had to buy a big white house with a big green metal

Should've kept my Mexican ass in the ghetto

I speak to the people

I keep it to the streets

But this is what happens

Inbetween the sheets

Three hitchhikers in the heart of Mississippi

Two black men and a friend who's a hippie

When up rolled a pent-up truck

With three white boys and they drunk as {fuck}

One black man's way, he gave a trial on hold

But this killer {motherfucker} had a nylon rope

So he ran like a raccoon

And got chased by a platoon

When they caught him, they hit 'em and they beat 'em down

Just because his skin was too brown

Wanna see my face, you nigga, you spook

It was President Bush, Daryl Gates and David Duke

They stood him on a milk crate

Put a noose on his neck and kicked it

It's too late

This is more than rhymes on beats

This is what happens

Inbetween the sheets

I'm on a midnight train and I'm headed for her chocha

The same type of {shit} that I already told ya

I seen a brother get beat by five cops

And this one-way train wasn't makin' no stops

Stop

Damn

Damn, stop

I couldn't take it

Though I was goin' insane

I stood up and scream

"STOP THE TRAIN! "

Jumped off the train, ran a half mile back

With this brother of color, and he was still gettin' jacked

Five went the pace, caught a beatdown too

I guess what they say about the south is true

I grabbed a gun from one of the police

The {motherfuckin'} cop got shot with his own piece

This is more than rhymes on beats

Now I'm a John Doe

And I'm inbetween the sheets

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