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Driving down the freeway |
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About to smoke |
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A tulip of fresh pseudo nugs |
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Reaching for the lighter |
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My taste buds are enticed |
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I'm feeling high |
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Listening to Fleshgrind |
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Watching the idiot in front of me |
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Veer to the left, accelerate |
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Speed traps radars me, |
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Police lights flash |
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Oh *******t... they are pulling me over |
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Runs to the car, smells the reefer |
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Pull me out throws me to the ground |
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In his panic, feeds me to his dog |
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Road is hot burning flesh |
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While back-ups destroy the car |
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All for a little bid of ******* |
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Dog bite my arm, |
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treat me as a murderer |
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Please let me up |
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the handcuffs are too tight |
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I'm begging you please this is not right |
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These hicks ******* laugh at me |
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You bled to much, you're under arrest |
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for what your done with no contest... |
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Cannibal cop |
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You bastards will pay when I sue you |
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For the tremendous brutality |
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for smoking ******* |
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While most people receive citations |
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You punched me in the head, |
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kicked me to the floor, |
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Blackened my eye, |
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bloodied up the nose, |
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for ingesting danga, and broke my arm |
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Said I resisted arrest |
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Nazi pig blessed man gay as hell |
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Prejudice too |
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Taking out frustration |
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or raping unsuspecting men |
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You bite their ****s |
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Glad none of that happened to me |
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Medical attention is at hand |
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Still I'm chained to this hospital bed |
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Then you'll laugh as if this were a joke |
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Throw me in a cell |
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with bloodied up clothes |
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You punched me in the head, |
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beat me in the ribs, |
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Kicked me in the nose |
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'cause I'm not gay |
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Nazi pig blessed hag, you'll be shot |
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by Christ-fearing men... |
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Eradicate Authority |
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Cops beat nimble, |
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Cops beat quick, |
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Cru*******ng human faces with a nightstick |
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If people like this |
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are sent to patrol the meek |
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Harrassing civilians, |
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terrorizing the streets |
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Only smoked a joint, |
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look at what they did to me |
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Beaten to a pulp |
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Your honor hear my plea, |
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What I speak is the truth |
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Only smoked a joint |
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Honesty of my youth |
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And you'll treat me like *******t |
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The justice system is a commodity |
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designed to make money. |
