Chuuwee

Chuuwee - The Vigil Tempus lyrics

rate me

The view in this recording are expressed by millions of people every day

And I highly encourage you to condemn violence

On the count of three, say fuck the police

1,2,3 fuck the police

See em in the streets, fuck up the police

1,2,3 fuck up the police

Yo, each nate or ... his job is to make shit at mad claims

Bust total make sure they all men slaves

They similar to the mob taking all that pay

I remember it clearly, the call last may

Said I had to report to the court that day

Looked at my phone like nigga no way

Dispatch was in route and we knowing where you stay

Ice t came on, police at my door

Green and white chuck taylors on my bathroom door

Do I blast through the window or blast through the door

Don’t even be knowing what them niggas after you for

Try to hide as much weed as I possibly could

Hit the backdoor quickly as I mob through the hood

Hit the backyard running like a crack head stove

Heard sirens and dogs, there was no way to go

Started thinking if they catch me I was dead as a lamb

So I reached into the pants and I pulled out the jam

Still sprinting like a mad man loot on the stash

Ride up at the spotlight nigga move your ass

He wouldn’t listen so I blam blam 2 doors fast

Got a whip but that motherfucker due on gas

Ah, frustration, I’m way too heated

Off the way, a 2 seater, this won’t do me neither

Started letting off Chiquita bananas, in my gabana shirt

Man the color look like scarface, cops won’t learn

Gotta teach them the hard way

Crooked police cold blooded as...the hood go

On the count of three, say fuck the police

1,2,3 fuck the police

See em in the streets, fuck up the police

1,2,3 fuck up the police x 2

Yo, don’t get mad whatever they roll

Don’t put your hands up, just bust they dorms

Power to the people nigga fuck they homes

Don’t say damn, just say whoa

Yo, don’t get mad whatever they roll

Don’t put your hands up, just bust they dorms

Power to the people nigga fuck they homes

Don’t say damn, just say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Alright P jay deala, yeah, yeah

And all you fake ass, bitch ass, ...

That wanna ocupy the people, fuck the police

Your job is to protect and serve motherfucker

Not harassing and slave

Fuck you officer sir!

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