Looptroop Rockers - Long Arm of the Law lyrics
[Looptroop Rockers - Long Arm of the Law lyrics]
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
(smashing you)
On the concrete
You find out you can't compete
With the number one thief on the street
I tried to tell you that back
On the biggest hustle track
It's OK to sell crack
If the cops got your back
And they certainly will
If they're on your payoff
They know that if they fuck around
They're getting laid off
And to the cops, to the average citizens
A clean conscience
Compared to a steady income, that's nonsense
That's why I stay getting
Busted for bullshit charges
More than one time, one time, came around
This what went down
När ja å Tommy var I Burlöv, du kommer ihåg
Eller hur bög?
-Jorå schlook, vi hade just fotat pieces
Now we're getting fucked by the
Long dick of the law
Inflict social diseases cause they
Use no protection
Judge slam the hammer, DA got an erection
Wouldn't even give me a public defender
For such a small case
Not paying on the trains
Still they wanna four thousand kronors
From my bank account
I thought that was a too big amount
But the judge didn't had no sympathy on me
All on his mind are I committed (unhearable)
But, I wasn't fighting - No war (no war)
So why they wanna send a mailman with a
Ticket to mi door ah to mi doooor
I was only trying to make
A wholecar - A wholecar
The Bigfoot beast wanna arrest dej, and put
You behind bars -In just a blur
In just a blur free Mumia Abu Jamal
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
(smashing you)
Asking you "what", "why", "when"
And "Where at were you?" "And with whom"
So you is innocent till proved (yea, yea)
They're in the wrong mood
You're in the wrong goove
Or you might look kinnda rude
Eatherways you're getting screwed
Told what not to do
How to improve the system
By not making moves, not questioning rules
Not being concerned with
Who's getting beat and bruised
Who's being abused, well well
I got news for those who belive
The police doing their work right
My man from back home
Killed this kid in a fight
Had to do social-work
He got arrested a few times
But never had to do time, never paid no fines
This other cat, he goes trace
With official failance which equals
He lost some money for the government
They couldn't prove his guilt
As he stood in silence
But since that crime was economical
They bet every law and paragraph
They could find to lock him up
Now what does that teach us -
They don't give a fuck
If you hurt flesh and blood
That don't cross nothing
But, you'll get like twelve
Months for material destruction
Yo, that's disgusting
So when the long arm of the
Law try to get it's grip
Grip your middle finger and split
(yo, split)
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
(smashing you)
It's like this
I'm depressed by the whole system
That's why I diss 'em, no fake ass-kissing
Yo listen, recently I had to pay a visit
To Malmoe courthouse, two-thousand crowns
If I miss this, so skip it
I went down there to be confronted
I denied the whole scenario
Said I couldn't have done it
Nine thirty in the morning meet a lawyer
He said it looks kinnda bad
They got witnesses and all that - Fuck that!
I still fill like I am innocent
You think I wrote BIF on
Mac D without a reason
Yo, I'm stuck, it's like David versus Goliath
A lonely man, versus the corruption of liers
Don't expect silence though
I make noise till ya ears bleed
And make you all scrap paint
Until I stop breath
Belive me, I know the time when it's on
Cosmic, lyricly I rock in Babylon
-But yo Cos
What happened on that trial incident?
You know the same old song
They find my story insufficient, mistreated
Defeated and mentally harassed
An outcast, who's done for punishment at last
Yo, ya, wa, check
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Gouvernment taxing you, turning backs on you
If you got the wrong sex
And the wrong accent too the wrong attitude
Living on the wrong latitude
Still they want your ass to show gratitude
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
(smashing you)
On the concrete
You find out you can't compete
With the number one thief on the street
I tried to tell you that back
On the biggest hustle track
It's OK to sell crack
If the cops got your back
And they certainly will
If they're on your payoff
They know that if they fuck around
They're getting laid off
And to the cops, to the average citizens
A clean conscience
Compared to a steady income, that's nonsense
That's why I stay getting
Busted for bullshit charges
More than one time, one time, came around
This what went down
När ja å Tommy var I Burlöv, du kommer ihåg
Eller hur bög?
-Jorå schlook, vi hade just fotat pieces
Now we're getting fucked by the
Long dick of the law
Inflict social diseases cause they
Use no protection
Judge slam the hammer, DA got an erection
Wouldn't even give me a public defender
For such a small case
Not paying on the trains
Still they wanna four thousand kronors
From my bank account
I thought that was a too big amount
But the judge didn't had no sympathy on me
All on his mind are I committed (unhearable)
But, I wasn't fighting - No war (no war)
So why they wanna send a mailman with a
Ticket to mi door ah to mi doooor
I was only trying to make
A wholecar - A wholecar
The Bigfoot beast wanna arrest dej, and put
You behind bars -In just a blur
In just a blur free Mumia Abu Jamal
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
(smashing you)
Asking you "what", "why", "when"
And "Where at were you?" "And with whom"
So you is innocent till proved (yea, yea)
They're in the wrong mood
You're in the wrong goove
Or you might look kinnda rude
Eatherways you're getting screwed
Told what not to do
How to improve the system
By not making moves, not questioning rules
Not being concerned with
Who's getting beat and bruised
Who's being abused, well well
I got news for those who belive
The police doing their work right
My man from back home
Killed this kid in a fight
Had to do social-work
He got arrested a few times
But never had to do time, never paid no fines
This other cat, he goes trace
With official failance which equals
He lost some money for the government
They couldn't prove his guilt
As he stood in silence
But since that crime was economical
They bet every law and paragraph
They could find to lock him up
Now what does that teach us -
They don't give a fuck
If you hurt flesh and blood
That don't cross nothing
But, you'll get like twelve
Months for material destruction
Yo, that's disgusting
So when the long arm of the
Law try to get it's grip
Grip your middle finger and split
(yo, split)
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
(smashing you)
It's like this
I'm depressed by the whole system
That's why I diss 'em, no fake ass-kissing
Yo listen, recently I had to pay a visit
To Malmoe courthouse, two-thousand crowns
If I miss this, so skip it
I went down there to be confronted
I denied the whole scenario
Said I couldn't have done it
Nine thirty in the morning meet a lawyer
He said it looks kinnda bad
They got witnesses and all that - Fuck that!
I still fill like I am innocent
You think I wrote BIF on
Mac D without a reason
Yo, I'm stuck, it's like David versus Goliath
A lonely man, versus the corruption of liers
Don't expect silence though
I make noise till ya ears bleed
And make you all scrap paint
Until I stop breath
Belive me, I know the time when it's on
Cosmic, lyricly I rock in Babylon
-But yo Cos
What happened on that trial incident?
You know the same old song
They find my story insufficient, mistreated
Defeated and mentally harassed
An outcast, who's done for punishment at last
Yo, ya, wa, check
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Gouvernment taxing you, turning backs on you
If you got the wrong sex
And the wrong accent too the wrong attitude
Living on the wrong latitude
Still they want your ass to show gratitude