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Date Posted: 14:33:23 04/09/02 Tue
Author: The Serpent
Subject: Two more songs obviously about the police.

Now, if you get bored with the first song, just skip to the second one. The second one is a little more intellectual.

And read the whole thing. Just don't read the first verse, and get pissed off. I have a huge problem with a lot of people doing that.

Tell Me Why

Now...

Why you gotta cramp my style?
You keep fuckin' with my high,
And I'm about to get wild, now

Why you gotta
Harass the pot dealers?
Harass the people
At expired parking meters?

Why you gotta pull me over
As if I was that dude
In the stolen Nova? Now..

Why you gotta badge on your chest
Sting gun on your hip
And that bullet-proof vest? Now..

Why you gotta act like
You save the people?
You front, and you kid
Just so we can feel equal, now..

Why you gotta read me my rights?
Would you read 'em to your wife?
Fuck no -- Jesus Christ. Now..

Why you gotta hand cuff me tight
In the middle of the night
Treat me like a murder type? Now..

Why you gotta,
Gotta, gotta -- nothin'
Gotta get outta my face, bitch
I know you like Dunkins

Tell me why...
You wanna fuck with me
(Why you gotta?)
Is it because you're just another sheep?
I got no time for negativity
So, tell me why....
It's always you against me?

To the men, women, and children
That are catchin the feelin'
Know what I'm dealin
What is dealt
Is felt up in the melt

The laws that bottle legs
Are flowin liquefying lava
We could make it harder
So, listen up, and try to follow, now,

Why you gotta pull me over in my van
Give a ticket for gram
End up costin about a grand? And..

Why you gotta slow the fuck
Outta your roll?
I know I'm not speedin
I'm in cruise control

So..

Now, you gotta find another reason "why"
You can stop flashin your lights
You don't have to violate my rights,

No...

You don't have say your alone
Pigs bust up in your home
Guns drawn to your dome

Why?

Why you gotta have a chip on your shoulder?
I passed your field test
I said I was sober
I thought I told ya
Don't try to pull this on me
I know between procedure
And police brutality

So, tell me why,

You insulted me
And staged stupidity?
Why you think you're smarter
Cuz of your G.E.D.?
I get high and fly
I don't drink and drive
And you're fuckin with my flight
So, I gotta ask, "why?"

Tell me why...
You wanna fuck with me
(Why you gotta?)
Is it because you're just another sheep?
I got no time for negativity
So, tell me why....
It's always you against me?

Now....

Every time I turn the corner
A cop is all up in my business
Always tryin plan shit,
Let me get a witness
It's gettin serious, and funny to me
Another day
Another ticket
Takin money from me

Now, they're tryin to pull us over
Cuz we're bangin the bus
The Fist, Johnny Richter, myself
And The Judge
Who can you trust
When the worlds corrupt?
It's got the crooked ass cops
That put my hands in the cuffs, now..

Why's the police always stressin other people?
They say, "protect and serve"
Yet, they never treat us equal
All across the nation
People strivin to be equal
Another uprisin
They don't want to see the sequel

Why do you think
You don't need an invitation?
They rushed up in my house
It was a fucked up situation
Tearin' up my pad
Searchin for the cultivation
Justified these actions
Through your racist legislation

The thinker can't remember
Ever slippin in some shit
Windin up behind some bars
With purple rings around their wrists
Havin' to wait ten hours
Just to take a fuckin piss
When your name is just a number
As a person -- you don't exist

When you realize
That no one really gives a fuck
When you finally realize
That's when you start to get back up
Too many people, I know
For bullshit -- have got locked up
Too many times I've asked, "why"
So, now,
I gotta say "what?"

Tell me why...
You wanna fuck with me
(Why you gotta?)
Is it because you're just another sheep?
I got no time for negativity
So, tell me why....
It's always you against me?

I Don't Fault The Police

(supposedly a response to N.W.A.'s "Fuck Tha Police")

Freedom is a state of mind, a mind is a state of being. Stay the fuck out of my mind and my being.

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
Got 'em on a short leash

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
They divide and deceive

I don't cry when the police die
Cuz they probably deserved it
Run around with a badge and a gun
And they goddamn fuck with everyone

Enforce rules made by fools
Violence and fear's their tools

Dressed to oppress
With the laws they arrest
And they leave us powerless

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
Got 'em on a short leash

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
They divide and deceive

We have created a reality based on fear where the terrorist, the gangster, and the police can take away your freedom, your sense of security, at any time.

But, I don't cry when a gangster dies
Cuz he probably deserved it
Run around with a bag and a gun
And they goddamn fuck with everyone

Enforce rules
Made by fools
Violence and fear's their tools

Dressed to oppress
Thinkin fear is respect
And they leave us powerless

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
Got 'em on a short leash

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
They divide and deceive

A society which incarcerates it's own population for any minor infraction, of which there are hundreds of thousands of pages upon pages of laws and reasons for the ditrict attorneys, under local jurisdiction, and the justice system, to put it's entire force on removing an individual from his family connection, is one separated from the tribal earth.

I don't cry when a terrorist dies
Cuz he probably deserved it
Run around with a bomb and a gun
And they goddamn fuck with everyone

Enforce rules
Made by fools
Violence and fear's their tools

Bomb souls from the sky
And a mother - she cries
As she watches her babies die

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
Got 'em on a short leash

I don't fault the police
Cuz the people who run 'em
They divide and deceive

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