| Yeah I’m tellin you, it’s really bad out there
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| People out there they doin too much
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| You guys are lucky I don’t have my finger over the button
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| Cause I’d push it, I’m not playin
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| You need more than your hand slapped
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| Stop and stare, what would it be like
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| If New York had the electric chair?
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| Eight years if you caught with a gun
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| Would that eliminate the fun?
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| Child support, cut your hand off if you don’t take care of your son
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| Only people in a wheelchair can receive welfare
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| Take care of your own abortion
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| Every hospital in the city don’t care
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| They signed the legislation
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| Robbery, you face castration
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| Tough lawyers can’t even fight the litigation
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| 3 weeks in jail for smokin cigarettes in public
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| Curfew, everybody go home at 2 in the afternoon
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| Murder an elderly lady, you die in the gas room
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| Rapist, put them in hot water
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| Let the public throw hot grease on 'em in a bathroom
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| (Serve 'em a sentence) Mess around
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| And be orange jumpsuited for life, you gotta pay a price
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| (Serve 'em a sentence) Fugitives don’t run
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| The shotgun’ll smell smoke from the barrel of one
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| (Serve that kid) Straight whup your body
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| When you dance with a cyclone fence
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| (Serve 'em a sentence) Knock knock you there?
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| Open up, assume position for the handcuffs
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| Anybody with a white sheet on
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| Not playin, a ghost a Halloween arrest 'em on the scene
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| Transplant 'em with different races organs live on TV
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| Then drop 'em in Oz and let the Aryans turn on 'em
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| Every other race in the pen’ll do a train on 'em
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| You sick duck sick now, who want a kitty bone?
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| Watchin kiddie porn, the public would go biblical
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| Be seein your ass’ll get stoned
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| Kidnappers I’ma teach you, your ass’ll get cloned
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| And yourself’ll take yourself
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| And treat yourself like yourself, your self killed
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| Yeah trifling how it felt
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| Expect a rading in public assistance delf
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| You know your saliva was whack
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| Witness a murder and you could lose an eyelid for that
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| Cure for total fraud, electric chair is over
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| While you wearin a for the bowler
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| Give you a 27-to-life for molestin children
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| Put you in a dorm, let you breathe in anthrax
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| Torture you worser than Hitler
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| Go 'head touch a baby’s private, I’ll fix ya
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| Clean the highway eight times a day
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| Chief officials, increase the death sentence
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| Mr. Blackstone, do it my way
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| Stick up a store I’ll take your eyes away
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| Act black, you turn black
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| Or what you so-called call black, you sayin nigga to each other
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| You feel black, but what you gon' do
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| When the feds attack black, act white proper on sight
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| You send spam or virus, embalmin fluid with AIDS
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| Injected into the body 'til it blows up like a grenade
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| Red light run and your head will concave
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| Suffer 'til the fine’s paid |