Puppetmastaz - Hip Hop Police | Текст песни

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Malock:
yo yo yo mr. Malockin
hip hop police so shockin
off the back, off the back,
I need no nothing
yeah mr malockin
talk about stockings
this was my last chance,
now I be comin with da flim-flam
trypot, big nose, what crazy long sit strong sit,
right sit not the wrong sit

Chorus:
Super fagga tronic puppet action
Makin you embarassed to be part of a rap fraction

Pit:
superpower unit oh lord, lady shake dat booty,
I know it sounds fady, but change da gears lady,
you gotta try hard to see light
inside 'o my soul, baby, hip-hop-police's showin light but da picture I saw's too greyney,
I can't see nothing, on yo knees,
I want figures like you explicity to say please,
when I step on figures be putting da clap on, they be throwin dat serious shit to be itchin' me like flees,
I tease you with da hard erected,
yes frogs got dicks, what did you expect shit,
gotta lick dem shot, gotta lick dem tits,
'cause your task is da coocoomanka cause me rhymes is hot
from da pit ahaha evergreen spot.

Snuggles:
Figgas what would you rap about
Without wack MCs youd feel the drought
Give it up one two three for me
Dont need a shield cos im liquid g
Liquidise before eyes
Cant see through cant see me
Bunnys bounce to fast to flee
Beat the bounds im breakin free
Your hip hops in unifrorm
Why dont you blow
Your puny horn
Watch me rap like a unicorn
Sun goes up, its newly born
Break it down for the break of dawn
Shake the shore with the beam i shone
Signalise tapdancin morse
Hip hop police better change the laws
Hip hop police we derange your laws

Chorus

Maloke:
Stop Freeze Hip Hop Cops
You have the right to remain in the creature shop
Or you can chill in a cold chillin cell oh well,
dont ask dont tell
Don't rock the boat for petes sake
no room for mistakes
in this hip hop police state search warrants
for overpaid informants
Puppet Mastaz always a performance
Swattin like SWAT teams that swat flies
We on the rise cause we got wise
To the boys downtown they took us and book us
Shook us down to the tuckus for causin a ruckus
We broke the law, law daw de daw
I ain't sure what I saw but it looked like a claw
Tapped me on the shoulder
Tap Tap And said Mr Maloke "Do you have a permit to rap?"
I said: "No, cause I give a hoot
For wannabe brutes in Tim Boots and matching tracksuits"
Now they got me on the lam with a fake passport
Slipping through security at the airport
Croucho picked me up in the helicopter
The fuzz killing the buzz of Mr Malock
Ah You look the same
you sound the same
you act the same
Y'all should hang your headphones in shame

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