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jay rain (rapper) – sick of police كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(mhhmm)
(ay, ay, listen)

[chorus]
police is trippin’ thinkin’ that they own this land (yeah)
police is rippin’, snippin’ fingers off of our hands (wuh!)
i feel like pippin, missin’ just a thing that they can slam (yeah)
i’m not a man to them, just another plan to bend (ay!)

[verse 1]
who serves to protect us?
they serve but they mess up
thought of as less, yeah (yeah)
perceived delirious like you’re believing in the loch ness, yeah (wuh!)
they stomp the lungs in your chest, yeah (wuh!)
leaving the world in a mess, yeah (wuh!)
thеn they try to make you forget, yеah
but f_ck the police, i got reason to be the preachiest of me’s
i smell treason beneath (uh) as corrupt as the sea (uh)
i erupt cause they treat (uh) my brother in need (uh)
four cops in complete comradery
tryna make people believe and perceive my brother as creepy (creepy)
and f_ck it’s so f_cking easy (easy)
when you’re the one’s policing
no one believes me cause i’m just measly some teenie_tiny_weenie
they’re like: “eeni_mini_mainy_mo, no” (oh)
you’re just a bro trying to protect your family
man i’ll be happily explaining the fallacies of my family (yeah)
if that will be enough for you to believe me (uh)
but don’t treat me like some pleading pathetic meanie, sweetie
i’m no joke, i’m not petey, no (yeaaah)
[pre_chorus]
now police’s on the block, (oh_oh) at six i woke up
to the sound of the slugs (wuh!)
being loaded (wuh!) and the cog of a gun
yeah they came to have fun but (uh)
they ain’t taking us, yeah we gon’ f_cking run, son

[chorus]
police is trippin’ thinkin’ that they own this land (wuh!)
police is rippin’, snippin’ fingers off of our hands (hands)
i feel like pippin, missin’ just a thing that they can slam (slam)
i’m not a man to them, just another plan to bend (bend)
police is trippin’ thinkin’ that they own this land (land)
police is rippin’, snippin’ fingers off of our hands (hands)
i feel like pippin, missin’ just a thing that they can slam (slam)
i’m not a man to them, just another plan to bend (wuh!)

[verse 2]
they made a fake mail just to get him in a jail cell
i saw and i rang the bell, del_phine, making fake stories
claims of robberies, paid for all of these
f_cking mockeries
i’m piecing the pieces together (lies)
then you’ll see for yourself, yeah, listen
man, what a f_cking life, what a bunch of f_cking lies
with a truck full of cries from the crush and demise
yeah all these f_cking eyes claiming you’re the guy who did it
being framed, told to die, just sitting (sittin)
wishing for you to go missing and kicking the bucket, f_ck it (f_ck it)
i’ll make them all nothing
make them regret that they ever had me summoned, f_cking…
[pre_chorus]
now police’s on the block, at six i woke up (oh)
to the sound of the slugs (slugs)
being loaded and the cog (cog) of a gun
yeah they came to have fun but (but?)
they ain’t taking us, yeah we gon’ f_cking run, son

- jay rain rapper

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