Fuck Tha Police lyrics ( Rage Against The Machine )
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Artist : Rage Against The Machine Song : Fuck Tha Police
Good Evening,
We want to just quickly send
a nice friendly message to uh, Fraternal Order
of Police in Philadelphia.
Here's
something nice and friendly, Here's something
nice and friendly, Here's something nice and
friendly, and it goes something like
this.
Fuck tha police, Comin straight
from the underground. Young nigga got it bad
cuz I'm brown, And not the other color so
police think, They have the authority to kill
a minority.
Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't
tha one, For a punk mutha fucka with a badge
and a gun, To be beatin on, and throwin in
jail. We could go toe to toe in the middle of
a cell.
Fuckin with me cuz I'm a
teenager, With a little bit of gold and a
pager. Searchin my car, lookin for the
product. Thinkin every nigga is sellin
narcotics.
You'd rather see me in the
pen, Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the
Benzo. Beat tha police outta shape, And
when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape, To
mark off the scene of the slaughter. No
controller, bread and water.
A young nigga
on a warpath, And when I'm finished, it's gonna
be a bloodbath, Of cops, dyin in L.
A.
Yo, I got somethin to say. Fuck the
police, Comon! Off, What? Fuck the
police, Yeah! Comon! Fuck tha
police, Yeah.
Fuck The police, Comin
straight from the underground. Young nigga got
it bad cuz I'm brown, And not the other color
so police think, They have the authority to
kill a minority.
Fuck that shit, cuz I
ain't tha one, For a punk mutha fucka with a
badge and a gun, To be beatin on, and throwin
in jail. We could go toe to toe in the middle
of a cell.
Fuckin with me cuz I'm a
teenager, With a little bit of gold and a
pager. Searchin my car, lookin for the
product. Thinkin every nigga is sellin
narcotics.
You'd rather see me in the
pen, Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the
Benzo. Beat tha police outta shape, And
when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape, To
mark off the scene of the slaughter. No
controller, bread and water.
I don't know
if they fags or what, Search a nigga down and
grabbin in the nuts. And on the other hand,
without a gun they can't get none. But don't
let it be a black and a white one. Cuz they
slam ya down to the street top, Black police
showin out for the white cop.
Yeah, my
brothas will swarm, On any mutha fucka in a
blue uniform. Just cuz we in Washington D.C,
punk police are afraid of me. Hey!
Punk
on a warpath, And when I'm finished, it's gonna
be a bloodbath, Of cops, dyin in L.
A.
Hey yo, We got somethin to say. Fuck
the police, Comon, sing that shit, Right
now, Comon! Comon! One more
time, Here we go, here we go, Comon! One
More, We gotta do it, right now, Yeah, Check
it out.
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