REEF THE LOST CAUZE - Bad Lieutenant lyrics

rate me

I walk the mean streets jackin' for funds, harrassin' black kids for fun

What seperates me is the badge and a gun

They call me Rambo, yeah you know, the cop who got grazed

Back in the days, chasin' niggas through your project maze

As fast as they ran, them monkeys never got away

If you slingin' in these parts, best believe I got a stake

A vested interest, if you resistin'

Get beat within inches of your life and then I spike the interest

I want in, you get 20, I want 10

You got 10, I want 5, pay attention or you'll die

Simple as that, I took a bite out of crime, got bitten back

Started sniffin' packs, beat my wife cause the bitch was fat

My son's a scumbag wigger, the kid thinks he's black

I guess it's just the good Lord's way of gettin' me back

On top of that shit ain't been right since '86 when my partner got 86ed

By some crazy mick, it made me flip

I'm out here shakin' down coons and prostitutes

Got snitches in every building - you get money, then we watchin' you

A dedicated team of sheisty cops, you want them white tiny rocks?

We control everything within 90 blocks

Protect and serve, that's a joke, steal coke and get rich

Fuck these animals, crackheads, niggers and spics

That's why I'm takin' your bricks, rapin' your bitch, you can't do shit

My badge prevent it, I'm a bad lieutenant

I sit in hallways snortin' cocaine

Buggin' out, chasin' niggers on my horse in the rain, this is pain

This is my wicked castle, my fortress to reign

That's how I'm sportin' this chain and supportin' Loraine

And Teneesha, this black bitch I shack with

On nights I got the pitch black shift, and she sucks my white fat dick

When I get the coke she cuts it for me

Such a lovely story, rob niggers who hustle for me

See the thing that's fucked up, I set 'em up in drug busts

Take the money and pass the coke on to the next young dumb fuck

The ones who get cuffed'll never touch us

Cause the American jury system will never not trust us

This is how it works in the hood

Why you think there's so many guns, hoes and work in the hood?

I said, this is how it goes in the hood

Why you think there's so many guns, and dope and work in the hood?

I got a tip this kid wasn't breakin' bread, so I'm a take his bread

Break his head, he made his bed, next time I'm a make him dead

I seen him on the ave, he can't be more than 21

From a distance I watch the money come, yo, this dummy done

I hopped out and seen all of his dunnys run

He tried to bounce, but had a funny run, bum leg and his tummy plump

I ran up on him, gripped him up, put my knee on his back

Pistol-whipped his ass, made him bleed with the gat

Raped his pockets, took all his stacks

Told him he know the deal, the cops get a part of all of his packs

A kid named Nathaniel, he was blacker than a cocker spaniel

We searched his crib, found three ki's and lots of ammo

Day's work done, I went to get my knob slobbed

Teneesha was waitin' with fried chings and won tons

Sat back on the couch, put my back on slouch

Relaxed my feet up, then I put my joint in her mouth

She started suckin' it, that's when I heard the buck-buckin' and

The door kicked in, what the fuck is this?

Yeah, Nathanial come back to get his revenge

And sadly, this is where my twisted tale ends