Sa Prize (part 2) lyrics ( N.w.a. )
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Chorus:
Fuck the police! Fuck fuck fuck
the police! [Fuck them motherfuckers!] Fuck
fuck fuck the police! [Get paid back] You're
motherfucking right yo
Verse One: Dr.
Dre
Fuck the motherfucking police! They
don't want peace they want a nigga deceased So
he'll cease to be a problem and by the way the
perform It seems the Klan gave the white
police another uniform And yo the black
police, the house niggaz They gave you a
motherfucking gun, so I guess you figure you
made out, good to go, but you didn't know They
would stick your black ass back in the ghetto,
yo To kill another nigga, catch him with
crack, in fact Freebase - they put in the
neighborhood in the first place But the
brothers ain't stupid, remember that You got a
gat, I got a gat, so whassup with that A to the
motherfuckin K The last words you hear, then
the smoke appears Tears, from your
motherfuckin family They're starin at me, but
I'm goin gun happy, fuck em! Shootin
everything in sight tonight's the night to get
hyped and fight for what's wrong, fuck what's
right! And by the way, my name is Dre So
listen up motherfucker to what I gotta say,
yo
Chorus:
Fuck the police! Fuck,
fuck, fuck the police Fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck
the police [Now for the first
episode]
Episode One:
Yeah that
shit's hittin man, where the volume
at? Hold-up, hold-up, hold-up, one-time,
one-time, one-time Put the joint out! Put the
joint out! Hey you motherfuckers want to step
out of the car? Don't you know it's against
the law to play music so god damn loud?
Shut the fuck up! Go to jail? Gimme that shit
you was just smoking
Motherfuckers from
high crime areas view the police as a
threat And that's some shit you betta not
forget
Verse Two: Eazy-E
Eazy E's
the name feared by most When, a lil nigga is
thrown in the pen But on the streets there's
two kinds of people White rich fucks and the
ones who get harassed like me Pull over to the
side, routine for me Tearin up my shit, like
they lookin for a key of cocaine But they
never find the shit Ain't got nuttin better to
do and nobody else to fuck wit Thinkin
everything is stolen But can't face facts that
a young black nigga's just rollin Making more
money than they ever make Taking more shit
than they ever take Yo pigs are made to kill,
and no regret and keep your hand on your
weapon shoot his ass and start steppin Cause
I'm a nigga that don't give a fuck about
nothin So let me explain a lil somethin,
yo
See, I got this problem, a big
problem... Cops don't like me, so I don't like
motherfucking cops
Chorus:
Fuck the
police! Fuck, fuck, fuck the
police Fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck the
police [Fuck the police!]
Episode
Two:
Get out of the fuckin car! Wait a
god damn minute what the hell did I do? Hey
just shut the fuck up black bitch Wait a
minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my
motherfuckin hair! Let go of my motherfuckin
hair! Hey just step the fuck back and shut
up! Get your motherfuckin hands off of
me! Calm down, calm down now... listen, we're
gonna go around this corner, and you're gonna
suck me and my partner's dicks, or you're
gonna be one black dead nigger
bitch
Police brutality is common in my
neighborhood That's why I hate them
motherfuckers
Verse Three: MC Ren
I
said fuck the police but with a little more
force And maybe now I get my point
across It's a lot here that's goin on, just
open your eyes and look Everyday a young nigga
is took Off the face of the street by a
police It's like they gotta a nigga chained on
a short leash You can't leave out the city that
they shacked up Cause if you do that's the
right they got you jacked up It's embarassin
because you know they justice, but all you can
do is say fuck this, because if you move,
that's all she wrote So what? The excuse to
shoot, or they rather stomp your head til
you're dead with the steel toe boot Harassin
me with some kind of mind game Actin like a
nigga just was born with a gang-name You call
that right but when you're black there's no
right Some recreational shit was only a gang
fight So shootin at the cops was a street
thing To waste time have to explain don't do
cocaine But everything was done just for
peace To retaliate, on the fuckin police, so
I'm sayin
Chorus:
Fuck the police!
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police! Fuck Fuck the
police! Fuck, fuck the police! [The final
episode]
Episode Three:
Hey Juan,
look at the piece of ass man Watch out watch
out watch out homes! Oh shit man you fucked
up, you hit a police car I didn't see that
piece of caca! Better act like you don't speak
ingles homes ... What the fuck? Get your ass
out of there, I've had enough of your raggedy
ass motherfuking shit! No! No me pagan, por
que me pagan, no! Por favor, no, no! Por
que?
Chorus 2X
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