Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Is You The Police?, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Strange Reign, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Is You The Police? |
Oh my God! |
Is that, is that Murs? |
Well, well I don’t see Tech so you think we can talk to him? |
I just wanna ask him a few questions |
What is the exact date that you received your Strange necklace? |
And what exactly is it that Tech N9ne eats for his breakfast? |
And how does he crease his pants? |
How does he make the people dance? |
And what is that sign he throws up every time he sees his fans? |
And who’s that guy in the van? |
Alien on the drums? |
Is he an illegal immigrant? |
Where the heck is he from? |
And who’s that white guy that’s so nasty on the bass? |
And what exactly is wrong with Krizz Kaliko’s face? |
Fuck that |
How does my dick taste? |
Why is you tryna dictate? |
Why is you asking all these questions? |
Can’t you see that I’m shit faced? |
I’m off that Caribou Lou |
I ain’t tryna do an interview with you |
I done had like one, two, four, or five, a few too many |
But if any of you bitches wanna talk about fuckin' or suckin' |
Or practicing the erotic art of human reproduction |
Then we got something to discuss |
If not get the fuck up off the bus |
Why is you tryna bust my balls when I’m just tryna bust a nut |
Fuck |
What’s the situation? |
Why you want that information? |
Is this an interrogation? |
What is you the police? |
What you tryna do? |
Feel like it’s an interview |
Who are you reporting to? |
What is you the police? |
Acting like you pacing |
What charges am I facing? |
Am I under investigation? |
What is you the police? |
Why you wanna know? |
What you questioning me for? |
Oh you must be on patrol |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
Why you wanna know? |
What you questioning me for? |
Oh you must be on patrol |
What is you the police? |
I ain’t got no time for you to be questioning me, messing with me |
Wondering if broads steady effing with me, definitely |
I am high profile like Griselda’s dope file |
Why you think I’m aggy when you spoke trial |
I’m ghost now |
I was never fond of no handcuffs |
Ain’t no relationship good when they havin' you jammed up |
Insecurities, her and her crew were accusers |
Makin' life hella blue like a Hoover |
Having a perfect partner is the way of the future |
The way of the future |
The way of the future |
The way of the future |
Run away from one, go down to the bar and come back with a two-fer |
Taking 'em up to the room and engage in a three, put 'em both in an Uber |
Sherlock Holmes, no longer punching her twat no |
She’s a for sure cop like in that Roger Murtaugh show |
Like having hella coppers deployed to bring me more heat |
Now I question you like a D-Boy |
Is you the Police? |
What’s the situation? |
Why you want that information? |
Is this an interrogation? |
What is you the police? |
What you tryna do? |
Feel like it’s an interview |
Who are you reporting to? |
What is you the police? |
Acting like you pacing |
What charges am I facing? |
Am I under investigation? |
What is you the police? |
Why you wanna know? |
What you questioning me for? |
Oh you must be on patrol |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
What is you the police? |
Why you wanna know? |
What you questioning me for? |
Oh you must be on patrol |
What is you the police? |
What goes around, it comes around |
The truth is always told and found |
It’s going down |
Upped my buzz so now they wanna know about |
What I did, where I think I’m going, who I know around the way |
But a motor mouth composure, what I won’t allow |
Cause what I do and what I say is my prerogative |
Major pain, when every phrase you face is interrogative |
Many bear witness, many names remain anonymous |
A lot of times, the truth and lies all sound the same like homonyms |
Polly want a cracker, now I’m talking on that polygraph |
Actin' like I’m movin' weight, dropped a couple bodybags |
Analyzin' body language, read him no Miranda Rights |
With no attorney present, or evidence, so they can’t indict |
Lip is tight, unless you hit the superman with kryptonite |
Soon as homie ousted, all he want to do is get inside |
Which is why, keep your circle tight, bitches switchin' sides |
Long as we got trust within us, there is never shit to hide |
What’s the situation? |
Why you want that information? |
Is this an interrogation? |
What is you the police? |
What you tryna do? |
Feel like it’s an interview |
Who are you reporting to? |
What is you the police? |
Acting like you pacing |
What charges am I facing? |
Am I under investigation? |
What is you the police? |
Why you wanna know? |
What you questioning me for? |
Oh you must be on patrol |
What is you the police? |