[Hook - Pharoahe Monch] Get your hands Up against the wall and spread them Opposition, I can't stand them Fuck you (Fuck you) Fuck you (Fuck you) Understand I'm not fucking around with you Try to resist I'll dimiss you Fuck you (Fuck you) Fuck you (Fuck you)
[Verse 1] Basically I'm the worst nightmare you ever had Figure a trigger happy nigga with a badge Parading around Los Angeles High off coke with a banana clip Feasting off the weak street evangelists With a manuscript in professional ass-whipping Task force, brass knuckles, a master in ass-kicking If you ask for it, I blast for it, you're back flipping No one saw it, I won't stop, the clock's ticking Got a rookie for a partner that's ready to fight niggas The world's a merry-go-round, I stereotype niggas He's a spit in the face for pitbull or bite niggas Matter of fact, kinda like this cat for a white nigga
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[Verse 2] I got the projects on lock, they trust my logic Cause the star cops got it from guns to narcotics My object is to deprogram, blind your optics You cannot stop this mission, this topic Cause you could write tickets my nigga or get paid Learn this game in the streets or get slayed Collect this cheese at the end of this maze Or hit the desk and fill out forms for days Need I remind you, how easy it would be To take the city by storm, with a whole force behind you Shottie in the trunk and on my ankle there's a nine too Cause psychologically the guns you use will define you
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[Verse 3] These evil streets don't sleep, be careful with whom you mingle In a city where it pays to be bilingual Yo soy grifo, no me importa tu culo, si, via a diablo I'm five-oh, leaving enemies dead on arrival For a couple of mil', and you're fucking the deal up Try to play hero cop and you still suck Put you to bed, one in your head, you won't feel much