Fukkfaace - Better Dead lyrics
[Fukkfaace - Better Dead lyrics]
We begin this hour on Capitol Hill
Where lawmakers are holding a hearing
On police brutality and racism in America
I stabbed a cop in the face for
Being a racist piece of shit, yo
I left him on the side of the road
Holding a sign that said "free hugs
Come get one" okay, I never killed a cop
But I straight-up slapped one once
It was fun, four stars, would slap again
Tell that pig to keep my
Name out his motherfuckin’ mouth
(God damn) Alright I’m still lyin’
I ain’t never killed or slapped a cop
But I’m here in this song
Talking shit on crooked cops
So that’s gotta count for something, right?
(Hell yeah)
When our protectors become oppressors
There’s a problem that needs to be addressed
When those sworn to maintain order
Have become the source of social unrest
Better dead than a pig though
Eat your gun and make it official
Dogs of the classist, fascist
But when the shooters go to school
They run away the fastest
Better go to the afterlife
Lookin’ up from Hell it’s
Me fuckin’ your wife
When it comes to killing cops, I’m practiced
In fact I love every facet
I’ll even pack up a pic-a-nic basket
Hey Boo Boo, Hey Boo Boo
Just to watch it get lowered
In your motherfuckin’ casket
When our protectors become oppressors
There’s a problem that needs to be addressed
When those sworn to maintain order
Have become the source of social unrest
Thin blue line, why do you make people die?
What goes around comes around
I’ll see you on the other side
Oh no, officer down
Calling all backup to your burial ground
No justice, no peace, fuck the police
No justice, no peace, fuck the police
When our protectors become oppressors
There’s a problem that needs to be addressed
When those sworn to maintain order
Have become the source of social unrest
I ain't never killed a cop
And I honestly never would
So when we talk about it here
It’s just symbolic
It’s not like I’m sayin’ we should
(So listen up now) a gun is not a gavel
You’re not above the law
That badge don’t make you a judge
Even if you think you are
So when a pig steps out of line
Then that pig loses it's rights
Let’s stack the wood and light the flame
‘Cause we’re havin’ a pig roast tonight
Bitch
Where lawmakers are holding a hearing
On police brutality and racism in America
I stabbed a cop in the face for
Being a racist piece of shit, yo
I left him on the side of the road
Holding a sign that said "free hugs
Come get one" okay, I never killed a cop
But I straight-up slapped one once
It was fun, four stars, would slap again
Tell that pig to keep my
Name out his motherfuckin’ mouth
(God damn) Alright I’m still lyin’
I ain’t never killed or slapped a cop
But I’m here in this song
Talking shit on crooked cops
So that’s gotta count for something, right?
(Hell yeah)
When our protectors become oppressors
There’s a problem that needs to be addressed
When those sworn to maintain order
Have become the source of social unrest
Better dead than a pig though
Eat your gun and make it official
Dogs of the classist, fascist
But when the shooters go to school
They run away the fastest
Better go to the afterlife
Lookin’ up from Hell it’s
Me fuckin’ your wife
When it comes to killing cops, I’m practiced
In fact I love every facet
I’ll even pack up a pic-a-nic basket
Hey Boo Boo, Hey Boo Boo
Just to watch it get lowered
In your motherfuckin’ casket
When our protectors become oppressors
There’s a problem that needs to be addressed
When those sworn to maintain order
Have become the source of social unrest
Thin blue line, why do you make people die?
What goes around comes around
I’ll see you on the other side
Oh no, officer down
Calling all backup to your burial ground
No justice, no peace, fuck the police
No justice, no peace, fuck the police
When our protectors become oppressors
There’s a problem that needs to be addressed
When those sworn to maintain order
Have become the source of social unrest
I ain't never killed a cop
And I honestly never would
So when we talk about it here
It’s just symbolic
It’s not like I’m sayin’ we should
(So listen up now) a gun is not a gavel
You’re not above the law
That badge don’t make you a judge
Even if you think you are
So when a pig steps out of line
Then that pig loses it's rights
Let’s stack the wood and light the flame
‘Cause we’re havin’ a pig roast tonight
Bitch