One Be Lo - PIGS lyrics
[One Be Lo - PIGS lyrics]
When the Street Lights come on
And the Darkness sets in watch yo back
Cuz we might catch you cuz we know yo naame
Yo crew and your ways what you you say
When the street lights come on
In Uniforms Blue they storm thru
With Lightening Speed the Sirens Scream
Inside the Streets heads Turn, Wheels Burn
In pursuit of a Thief
Another Bite out of crime
More food to the Beast
Similar to what a carnivore do to the Beef
Keep the Belly all Swelly
‘tell he true to the feast
Sprinkle salt in the game
Take it bitter or sweet
They the reason why you Niggas
Ain't feeling the Heat block Hot
You might see’m walking the Beat pop Pop
They chalk bodies under the sheet
Lock up the precinct
That’s what we all think, but
The Judge don’t throw away keys
Or toss sinks
They ain't cleaning the streets
They makin’em stink
Hands dirty in the Pig Pen
Shit where they eat no Justice or Peace
With corrupt Police crime Pays
You just won’t get a reciept
Now this ‘what we about to do
Take you on another mission with
The Boys in Blue there’s a few out there
That serve and protect
But the Pigs on the other
Hand get no respect, like
"Here they come in the Police Car"
Abuse the P to the O to the W-E-R
Pull over them runners that
Make Drug connects won’t put’em under arrest
They come to Collect"cha-Ching"
Crimes Progress it’s all about Green
They can roll up on the Scene
But they not here to help
She got pulled over for not wearing a Belt
But the Ticket ain't written if
She not wearing a Belt, get it?
So watch what you say kid
Undercovers tape it
That’s what you call a "Pig in a Blanket"
No matter what the Rank is gettin that Bank
Do our tax Money pay dat shit? Yep
Okay let’s explore
Pigs never sweat through pores
So what they wanna sweat you for?
Why the Black, Brown youth feel less secure?
Pat’em down! Hands up!
Feet spread the floor!
Poverty leads to crime they arrest the poor
Some people can't afford a lawyer
When they step in court
So when the suspect is caught
You can rest assure
They use no less of course
Than excessive force and it’s next to Norm
Get beat like you stole
Leave ya cheeks all swole’
Like Gilespies horn
What if camera’s in LA never pressed record?
Do you think Rodney King would
Be dressed in court? In a law"suit"?
Bless the Lord it ain't like we ain't
Never seen’em outta line, step before
Black boot with the Heel out spill out-
Coffee when they peel out then fill out
The next report
And the Darkness sets in watch yo back
Cuz we might catch you cuz we know yo naame
Yo crew and your ways what you you say
When the street lights come on
In Uniforms Blue they storm thru
With Lightening Speed the Sirens Scream
Inside the Streets heads Turn, Wheels Burn
In pursuit of a Thief
Another Bite out of crime
More food to the Beast
Similar to what a carnivore do to the Beef
Keep the Belly all Swelly
‘tell he true to the feast
Sprinkle salt in the game
Take it bitter or sweet
They the reason why you Niggas
Ain't feeling the Heat block Hot
You might see’m walking the Beat pop Pop
They chalk bodies under the sheet
Lock up the precinct
That’s what we all think, but
The Judge don’t throw away keys
Or toss sinks
They ain't cleaning the streets
They makin’em stink
Hands dirty in the Pig Pen
Shit where they eat no Justice or Peace
With corrupt Police crime Pays
You just won’t get a reciept
Now this ‘what we about to do
Take you on another mission with
The Boys in Blue there’s a few out there
That serve and protect
But the Pigs on the other
Hand get no respect, like
"Here they come in the Police Car"
Abuse the P to the O to the W-E-R
Pull over them runners that
Make Drug connects won’t put’em under arrest
They come to Collect"cha-Ching"
Crimes Progress it’s all about Green
They can roll up on the Scene
But they not here to help
She got pulled over for not wearing a Belt
But the Ticket ain't written if
She not wearing a Belt, get it?
So watch what you say kid
Undercovers tape it
That’s what you call a "Pig in a Blanket"
No matter what the Rank is gettin that Bank
Do our tax Money pay dat shit? Yep
Okay let’s explore
Pigs never sweat through pores
So what they wanna sweat you for?
Why the Black, Brown youth feel less secure?
Pat’em down! Hands up!
Feet spread the floor!
Poverty leads to crime they arrest the poor
Some people can't afford a lawyer
When they step in court
So when the suspect is caught
You can rest assure
They use no less of course
Than excessive force and it’s next to Norm
Get beat like you stole
Leave ya cheeks all swole’
Like Gilespies horn
What if camera’s in LA never pressed record?
Do you think Rodney King would
Be dressed in court? In a law"suit"?
Bless the Lord it ain't like we ain't
Never seen’em outta line, step before
Black boot with the Heel out spill out-
Coffee when they peel out then fill out
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