I woke up this morning to a cop with a gun
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Who told me that he looking for a n! gga on the run
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I thought for a second and I screwed my face
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And asked the dirty pig "Why the fuck you in my place? "
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He said "Chill or we kill, this is a warning"
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Then I told him "fuck you, Where is the warrant? "
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Then they got to punchin' and kickin' and macin'
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Then the Whole situation went Larry Davis
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Thinking 'bout my lady and thinking 'bout my baby
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Thinking "these two motherfucking pigs going crazy"
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They wanna kill a n! gga 'cause a nigga on this rap shit
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Wanna leave me dead on a mattress, Hampton
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I'm a Public Enemy because I'm Cold Lampin'
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And I don't give a fuck about a party in The Hamptons
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And I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' Forbes List
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Far as I'm concerned, that's a motherfucking whores list
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Motherfucker, my dad was a cop
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You don't think I know a dirty ass cop when I see one?
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Shake down, take down, disrespecting-the-badge-ass-bitch!
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Back to the scene going wild in the bedroom
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Grab the cop's gun left from leaking with a head wound
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Second cop shot, but the bullet hit his partner
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Shot him in the leg and he hit him in the arter (y)
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Now the dirty cop's looking at me
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Talking 'bout he kill a nigga if I try to flee
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Shit, I'm about to loose it, so he gon' have to prove it
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All because the government hate rap music
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I've been labeled outlaw, renegade, villain
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So is Martin King, so the system had to kill him
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A nigga with an attitude, the world gotta feel him
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Educated villain, attempt on living
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If I gotta kill a cop just to get out the building
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That motherfucker didn't, left dead, no feelings
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Yelling "Fuck him" as I buck A 45 at his fillings
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Trying to knock his brains through the motherfucking ceiling
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When I surface on the streets I can hear the crowd yelling
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And see the neighborhood snitches pointing and telling
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I'm bailing like a felon or Assata Shakur
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Before the law leave me stinking like a bag of manure
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Like Jeriko One in the movie 'Strange Days'
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They want a nigga dead 'cause the things that I say
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Might make the youth go and pick up an AK
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Tell the government "Fuck you, no way"
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Like John Connor mama I be running everyday
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'Cause if I get caught it's my life they terminate
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Or stick me in a cell on Guantanamo Bay
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All because a n! gga won't sit in and obey
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I'll be an outlaw before I ever behave
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And die a free man before I live like a slave
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Nothing changes, if they catch me today
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"Fuck the police" is still all I gotta say
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Don't Die
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| Killer Mike |
