Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pork And Beef, artist - The Coup. Album song Party Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.01.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Pork And Beef |
It’s all good man, we off in the Oakland Hills |
Dodging em' one time, check it out |
If you got beef with C-O-P's |
Throw a Molotov at the P-I-G's |
Cause they be harassing you and me |
Ya gotta understand we still not free |
If you got beef with C-O-P's |
Throw a Molotov at the P-I-G's |
Cause they be harassing you and me |
Ya gotta understand we still not free |
Don’t trust the police, no justice no peace |
They got me face down, in the middle of the street |
Pistol whip me with the heat, chicken shits sizzling |
Trying to serve me the all-you-can eat murder beef |
I’m a young, black, heterosexual male |
Don’t drink no drank, don’t smoke, don’t sale |
That’s the real reason that they want me up in jail |
They want me to fail, I resist and rebel |
See I give a fuck about the C-O-P's |
P-I-G's I wonder if I can shake em' like a P-I-T |
Cause they wanna see me D-I-E |
Got me cash under mob, I’m a pre-O.G |
Dark Sobe associates, vicious, venomous vocalist |
Chrome 4−4 toting, holding it down for Oakland |
Folks do be smoking and shit we do what we holding |
Some just don’t notice they get demoted |
Throw em' all the time music |
If you got beef with C-O-P's |
Throw a Molotov at the P-I-G's |
Cause they be harassing you and me |
Ya gotta understand we still not free |
If you got beef with C-O-P's |
Throw a Molotov at the P-I-G's |
Cause they be harassing you and me |
Ya gotta understand we still not free |
This is for them ladies with them empty plates |
For that raise ripped that you didn’t calculate |
If you ever in your life been awarded to state |
On the corner with cake |
If they send an undercover and you tip the bag, huh |
Next time I see em' with no hesitation |
I’m peeling off like stolen registration |
And leave a lot of smoke |
See I’m that sort of folk |
That been pig hunting since my mama’s fucking water broke |
Cause they the henchmen nah they the lenchmen |
Between the rich and puffs of weed known to trench them |
Cause they dispense with the dollars and cents |
So when you stand go get candles, flowers, and incense |
Behind steel gates is fifty percent of our bill rates |
A pre-kin making microchips for Bill Gates |
Pelican Bay, t-shirts for the workout |
Police station where the slave catchers lurk out |
Listen to the thunder, I’m no more taking under routes |
We’ll synchronize and give em' shit to wonder bout |
The DEA is filthy, yell not guilty |
We need control of the cash and the realty |
And get rid of all the motherfucking parasites |
More than weed burn at 420 Fahrenheit |
Shaking in they boots when we start to bust |
They ain’t scared of rap music, they scared of us |
If you got beef with C-O-P's |
Throw a Molotov at the P-I-G's |
Cause they be harassing you and me |
Ya gotta understand we still not free |
If you got beef with C-O-P's |
Throw a Molotov at the P-I-G's |
Cause they be harassing you and me |
Ya gotta understand we still not free |