King Tee - Black Togetha Again lyrics

rate me

And that's how we do

Smokin em muthafuckas

No justice, no peace then, Mr. Policeman

Save a life for your kids and your wife

No more donuts and coffee

And I'll be back once I get off these concrete streets

Infrared scope and I'm mad as fuck

I'm on the roof tryin to duck from the pigs, cause they suck

Pick em all one by one, cause they all got a strap

Tryin to beat us with the stick and the gat

Lookin at the news and now I see pals

Carlton, Koons, Hearns comin up sooner than he thought

It might be at a stop light or maybe at the station

Either way it go, I'm stilll makin bacon

Stuff him with a apple in his mouth, make sure he's gaffled

Tie his ass up and bring him back to my castle

Throw him in the dungeon, leave his badge and his gun

In the car, turn it upside down, burn it up

And let it blaze, all I got left is one guage

I slung all the ones that I brung from the gun

Store, I gotta get at least three more

And I could give a fuck what you think I got em for

And all the King's hoes and all the King's men

Go try to put this shit black together again

Come on

12 whites on a black, what's next?

Pull a man out his truck and get stretched

I got a grudge with the judge

Cause he don't show no love for chocolate fudge

He only likes vanilla

But we do all the work like Cinderella?

And I'll be damned if I get paid at a minimum wage

While they afford to eat like a smorgasbrod feast

And leave us here down in the dumps

The place where Donald Trump would get his ass jumped

Slavin at Mickey D's for 4 bucks and a quarter

And can't afford a Big Mac with a soda

The biggest crooks, the biggest thugs there ever was

Was the ones that they vote for and hope for

Quicker than a zig-zag, they got big bags

Fill em to the ceilin, now who's doin the killin?

Then they point the finger at the young male black

Workin two jobs, so he gotta sell crack

So all the King's hoes and all the King's men

Go try to put this shit black together again

Come on

Let's do it like the wild wild west

Take off your holster and your gat and let's scrap

But Porkey the Pig don't wanna get em up

Unless you got your hands in some cuffs

Will I break the law if I break your jaw?

Turn around take two steps and draw

And make sure your plastic kill

Cause I came to get busy for real

So when you jump in my fo'

Make sure you slam the do'

And no bullshit on my flo'

Cause all the King's hoes and all the King's men

Help put this shit black together again

And I'm Audi