Kids Insane - Just Ice | Текст песни

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Small kid, real face
and my groin hit the pigs fist
didn’t expect nothing less
the cops were not on the guest list

Here they are, here they fucking come
to put your rights in place
is your thing billy clubs or would you like just to get tased?

Bottles flying everywhere
My friends spit blood till the night shift ends

Running around, we were trying to find cover
they were taking names and throwing punches
the next i know i was sitting in an office
they’re sticking their fingers to bloody pictures

No one will save this town from me

Not a kid, see the real face
and my palm it hits my face
how can i expect something else
when justice is all about statistics?

How long should i wait till we have it back?
How long should i wait till were on attack?
let’s cure this fucking problem
street by street
block by block
were claiming back what’s ours

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