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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,793
Peak in subgenre #237
Author
Unfidelz
Rights
2004
Uploaded
October 03, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:33
Story behind the song
11/04
Lyrics
{Biazed}
As I'm walking down the street, up jumps a little fuckin pussy pig, says I'm fittin the description of a guy he's out to get, I look into his eyes and say I know my rights, but he hits me with his club and knocks out my fuckin lights, now I'm lyin on the ground, unconscious like I'm sleeping, both my front teeth are missing and I suffer from internal bleeding, I don't know my name, and I think I've been abused, there's bullet holes in my legs, and hey, where the fuck are my shoes, and where'd my wallet go, I ain't playin, man, I look up just to see more police steppin out the van, they walkin up to me with a quick and steady purpose, like I stole from God himself, do I deserve this, really, what's the fuckin deal, serpico, they start beating me like a slave, like I committed crimes worthy of the grave, I was minding my own business, doing nothing wrong, just listening to public enemy, then the cops came along, I was taken by surprise, you see, cuz it's not like I'm black, I never expected this attack, I guess what made it happen is cuz I flipped em off, told em all to suck my dick, dropped a glock on em, and pissed on their nightsticks
{Hook - Biazed}
We be runnin from the cops,
pretending we didn't do a thing
Runnin from the cops like someone yelled out, it's just like Rodney King
{Relapz}
Look at me Look at me
I'm down on my knees
Hand cuffed to a tree
And my wrists are startin to bleed
They sprayed me with their little cans
Now I can't stop coughin
I don't know what I did
But I don't wanna see a coffin
Had a loss for words
When they read me my rights
Hit me in the head with their club
And straight knocked out my lights
The lights The lights
The red and blue lights
That's all I can remember
Crooked cops have got my number
I was cruisin down the boulevard
Bumpin RAV
Look in the rearview
Mesa Pigs behind me
Back to the road
Cuz I ain't do nothin wrong
But they pull me over anyways
Pigs make they own laws
They jump out they cars
And they yell don't move
I put my hands up
Cuz I know they wanna shoot
They got itchy trigger fingers
And new guns they wanna use
So even though they wrong
I comply and not move
Slowly
I climb up out my vehicle
A bacon boy yells
That I'm out of control
I drop to my knees but
It doesn't help a thing
Pigs swing on my dome
And it makes my ears ring
Blind sided by another one
He kicked me in the ribs
I yell for them to stop
But they in the mood to give
Now I'm layin on the ground
In a puddle of my own blood
I can't even move
Unfidelz get no love
Mace me while I"m down
Now I'm out for the count
They searched through my pockets
Someone planted half an ounce
I say it's not mine
But the judge will take their word
So I'mma be locked up
And my teeth are on the curb
But I got a little something
That I want you all to know
Crooked cops on the force
You can give my dick a blow
{Hook}
