Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sa Prize (Part 2), artist - N.W.A. Album song Efil4zaggin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.09.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Sa Prize (Part 2) |
Fuck the police! |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police! |
(Fuck them motherfuckers!) |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police! |
(Get paid back) You’re motherfucking right, yo |
Fuck the motherfucking police! |
They don’t want peace, they want a nigga deceased |
So he’ll cease to be a problem, and by the way the perform |
It seems the Klan gave the white police another uniform |
And yo the black police, the house niggaz |
They gave you a motherfucking gun, so I guess you figure |
you made out, good to go, but you didn’t know |
They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo |
To kill another nigga, catch him with crack, in fact |
Freebase — they put in the neighborhood in the first place |
But the brothers ain’t stupid, remember that |
You got a gat, I got a gat, so whassup with that |
A to the motherfuckin K |
The last words you hear, then the smoke appears |
Tears, from your motherfuckin family |
They’re starin at me, but I’m goin gun happy, fuck em! |
Shootin everything in sight tonight’s the night to get hyped |
and fight for what’s wrong, fuck what’s right! |
And by the way, my name is Dre |
So listen up motherfucker to what I gotta say, yo |
Fuck the police! |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police |
Fuck |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police |
(Now for the first episode) |
Yeah that shit’s hittin man, where the volume at? |
Hold-up, hold-up, hold-up, one-time, one-time, one-time |
Put the joint out! |
Put the joint out! |
Hey you motherfuckers want to step out of the car? |
Don’t you know it’s against the law to play music so god damn loud? |
Shut |
the fuck up! |
Go to jail? |
Gimme that shit you was just smoking |
Motherfuckers from high crime areas view the police as a threat |
And that’s some shit you betta not forget |
Eazy E’s the name feared by most |
When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen |
But on the streets there’s two kinds of people |
White rich fucks and the ones who get harassed like me |
Pull over to the side, routine for me |
Tearin up my shit, like they lookin for a key of cocaine |
But they never find the shit |
Ain’t got nuttin better to do and nobody else to fuck wit |
Thinkin everything is stolen |
But can’t face facts that a young black nigga’s just rollin |
Making more money than they ever make |
Taking more shit than they ever take |
Yo pigs are made to kill, and no regret and |
keep your hand on your weapon shoot his ass and start steppin |
Cause I’m a nigga that don’t give a fuck about nothin |
So let me explain a lil somethin, yo |
See, I got this problem, a big problem… |
Cops don’t like me, so I don’t like motherfucking cops |
Fuck the police! |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police |
Fuck |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police |
Get out of the fuckin car! |
Wait a god damn minute what the hell did I do? |
Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch |
Wait a minute, you ain’t gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! |
Let |
go of my motherfuckin hair! |
Hey just step the fuck back and shut up! |
Get your motherfuckin hands off of me! |
Calm down, calm down now… listen, we’re gonna go around this corner, and |
you’re gonna suck me and my partner’s dicks, or you’re gonna |
be one black dead nigger bitch |
Police brutality is common in my neighborhood |
That’s why I hate them motherfuckers |
I said fuck the police but with a little more force |
And maybe now I get my point across |
It’s a lot here that’s goin on, just open your eyes and look |
Everyday a young nigga is took |
Off the face of the street by a police |
It’s like they gotta a nigga chained on a short leash |
You can’t leave out the city that they shacked up |
Cause if you do that’s the right they got you jacked up |
It’s embarassin because you know they justice, but all you can do |
is say fuck this, because if you move, that’s all she wrote |
So what? |
The excuse to shoot, or they rather stomp your head |
til you’re dead with the steel toe boot |
Harassin me with some kind of mind game |
Actin like a nigga just was born with a gang-name |
You call that right but when you’re black there’s no right |
Some recreational shit was only a gang fight |
So shootin at the cops was a street thing |
To waste time have to explain don’t do cocaine |
But everything was done just for peace |
To retaliate, on the fuckin police, so I’m sayin |
Fuck the police! |
Fuck, fuck, fuck the police! |
Fuck |
Fuck the police! |
Fuck, fuck the police! |
(The final episode) |
Hey Juan, look at the piece of ass man |
Watch out watch out watch out homes! |
Oh shit man you fucked up, you hit a police car |
I didn’t see that piece of caca! |
Better act like you don’t speak ingles homes |
What the fuck? |
Get your ass out of there, I’ve had enough |
of your raggedy ass motherfuking shit! |
No! |
No me pagan, por que me pagan, no! |
Por favor, no, no! |
Por que? |