Demigodz, Louis Logic - Thought Police lyrics

Stop the beat you're under arrest
How could someone forget who's the best
When Celph's got both of his
Guns to your head
And El-Fudge propels slugs to dispel thugs
Who come with they best
So Demigodz ain't even somewhat impressed
And don't forget the punk with Tourettes
That's me
I curse worse than Taxi drivers and
Sailors who's stranded at sea
Listen to me, dumb nigga pussy, cunt licker
Fuckin' cock sucker, motherfucker
Give me the keys what the fuck?
It's the misfit retard
Who's green card give the kid
Permission to leave Mars
Whippin' a lifted police car
Driftin' between stars
And kissin' your sweet heart while
I listen to Street Smarts


The Demigodz CD charts in Hell's dungeon
Burnin' up Satan's 1200's
The smell's pungent
To sell something close to us
You should have to be hot enough when
It comes out to roast ya nuts

Suffer and torture is all you see
Stay off the streets
Try to hide your beliefs
From the thought police nothin' can warn ya
Once an informer reports ya
We're comin' for ya, duck in the corner
You made an album? You dumb fuck
That was a waste
You run your mouth and you'll
Get smacked in the face
You can leave your house with
A mask and a cape
To disguise you, we'll find you
That isn't safe