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grotesque through incoherence - scold lyrics

police, for them everything is allowed, think themselves
too polite, it’s desastrous and nervous, free for the
blood of the innocent, sometime pitiless, i feel it.

i often feel hatred cos’ racist in that case, rasta and
weed buster it must stop !
in clique, full of gossips, but run off and hide in the
cellar, a helmet on top under crack ! hunting what ?
ripping off tactlessly, committing jackal acts, here
comes the the fascists pact, that’s clear, draw the
golden curtains of forces of law and order, f-cking h-ll,
everything upside down, put them down on all fours, may
they be submitted, may we f-ck them with no end, grab the
c4 hidden in the locker’s cartel, that’s clever to go so
far as to pull out tue yeyo out of the -sshole of those
pigs.

police ain’t no peace ! that’s the way you want me to
tell it.
a rice grain incinerated in your brain you don’t deserve
the badge, it’s awful yeah; that’s cop a.k.a ss with that
sound bwoy, i repeat designation
that’s the way it is, keep quiet !
before going on put some b-lls on, before the knocks,
before you hunt and load the cartridge, rhytmically in
time watch out who you shoot, you tremble coward, men in
blue.

- grotesque through incoherence

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