Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Search Warrant, artist - WC. Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Song language: English
Search Warrant |
| Cops be warrin' with the search warrant |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| I know we bold, better ask about us |
| We won’t be sold, speakin' truth the loudest |
| We go in so, can’t nobody doubt us |
| Cause somebody gotta speak for the people, and uhh |
| Soldiers control, we can’t be divided |
| For the people, we represent the righteous |
| We way too cold, don’t even think try us |
| It’s hard truth for the win all my kin’s invited |
| P-Dog, still on that organized warfare |
| If it ain’t 'bout a revolution then I don’t care |
| Break jaws 'till the state laws more fair |
| Escape dogs and batons and my door and stairs |
| I’m a panther but I’m hog status |
| Pro black silverback packin automatics |
| Where a black man’s life is cheap |
| Between police and the cold ass streets, got us seekin' freedom |
| I was raised in a hood of hydraulics, narcotics and pistols |
| Hood politics and bird whistles |
| Lames can’t survive on the turf, so they join the police |
| Or either kill innocent lives in the church |
| So I tuck the snug and move with a ya ya |
| While other niggas singin' peace and all that kumbaya |
| In God I trust, bust 'til the clip is empty |
| I’m underground, like Harriet Tubman in some Dickies |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| They must be snorin' thinking we ignorin' them |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Man we got somethin' for them, if they try to storm in |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| They must be snorin' thinking we ignorin' them |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Man we got somethin' for them, if they try to storm in |
| Never gon' compromise, break or apologize |
| Ride until I see a black face on the dollar sign |
| Thug with a conscience, fuck all the nonsense |
| Blackness the movement while justice the topic |
| And not just marchin', we pickin' off targets |
| Death to oppressors when pistols is sparkin' |
| Khaki suit, my uniform, general, my rankin' |
| Black revolutionary motherfuckin' gangsta |
| Always on the front line, dodgin' all the politics |
| Huey Newton zappin' 'em away with the gold stick |
| Sendin' robotic dogs to my door it’s crackin' |
| I ain’t runnin' like scary Jakari Jackson |
| I ain’t spendin' one night inside ya FEMA camps |
| I got no love for republican or democrat |
| Brothers be glued to their phone |
| Open up ya eyes, black slavery’s still goin' on |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| They must be snorin' thinking we ignorin' them |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Man we got somethin' for them, if they try to storm in |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| They must be snorin' thinking we ignorin' them |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Man we got somethin' for them, if they try to storm in |
| I see you twist a lotta vicks, so I’m hip to y’all’s crime |
| Pistol Politics on my mind at all times |
| Everybody know it’s racial, but y’all don’t wanna say so |
| So court is now in session, my expression’s more than facial |
| Recognition, no smilin', mission, go wild and |
| Time to do my own hate crimes and my racial profilin' |
| I’m dialin' 911, 'cause I’m just gon' rebel |
| All rydas go to heaven, and cowards go to hell |
| I’m sick of you people shootin' us unarmed people |
| The Lord created us equal, but you choose to be evil |
| A victim of casualty, brutality, do us dirty |
| The audacity, even though we the ones who pay their salary |
| I’m smokin' a cigarette drinkin' coffee, back and forth pacin' |
| Stressed out, heart hella racin' |
| Trapped in the system, they got me on a leash |
| Process of elimination, no justice, no peace |
| It’s the killa cali black guerrilla pig chopping organized |
| Ryders screaming black power, firin' on the other side |
| Do it for the women, for the babies, for the right to live |
| Do it for the freedom, fuck the system for the way it is |
| Raise a fist, it’s all about race |
| And black lives matter so we organize and escalate |
| Calling all cars for the cause ‘cause we tired of waiting |
| Don’t worry what we gon' say, worry what we bringin' |
| See ya groovin' |
| We soldiers and we done swore |
| To rep the movement |
| And always try to reach ya mind |
| We ain’t playin' |
| But some never seem to notice |
| What we sayin' |
| I guess it’s all part of the plan |
| To keep us losin' |
| I know we bold, better ask about us |
| We won’t be sold, speakin' truth the loudest |
| We go in so, can’t nobody doubt us |
| Cause somebody gotta speak for the people, and uhh |
| Soldiers control, we can’t be divided |
| For the people, we represent the righteous |
| We way too cold, don’t even think try us |
| It’s hard truth for the win all my kin’s invited |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |
| Cops be warrin', with the search warrant |