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The white police officer shooting black man Walter Scott in the back is cold blood murder. Walter Scott wasn't a threat to the police officer because he was running away from him. The police officer could have shot a warning shot in the air to stop Walter Scott, he could have violate Walter Scott civil and human rights by shooting him in the legs like they will do in some other countries, instead the White police officer cowardly shot Walter Scott eight times in the back. Dead man do not complain about civil right violation.
Thanks God for the invention of the camera cell phone that have allowed a pedestrian to recorded the white police officer assassination of innocent black man Walter Scott. Without the video the police department would have cover up the murder of Walter Scott like Ferguson.
Posts: 5374 | From: sepedat/sirius | Registered: Jul 2012
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quote: Right about now NWA court is in full effect.
Judge Dre presiding in the case of NWA versus the police department. Prosecuting attourneys are MC Ren Ice Cube and Eazy muthafuckin E. Order order order. Ice Cube take the muthafuckin stand. Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothin but the truth so help your black ass?
Why don't you tell everybody what the **** you gotta say?
**** tha police Comin straight from the underground Young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown And not the other color so police think They have the authority to kill a minority
**** that ****, 'cause I ain't tha one For a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun To be beatin on, and throwin in jail We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin with me 'cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searchin my car, lookin for the product Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo Beat tha police outta shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To tape off the scene of the slaughter Still gettin' swoll off bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what Search a nigga down and grabbin his nuts And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none But don't let it be a black and a white one 'cause they slam ya down to the street top Black police showin out for the white cop
Ice Cube will swarm On any muthafucka in a blue uniform Just 'cause I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me A young nigga on a warpath And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops, dyin in LA Yo Dre, I got somethin to say
**** the police (4X)
M. C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this fucked up incident.>
**** tha police and Ren said it with authority because the niggaz on the street is a majority. A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping and the motherfuckin' weapon is kept in a stash box, for the so-called law wishin' Ren was a nigga that they never saw
Lights start flashin behind me But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me But that **** don't work, I just laugh Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path
To the police I'm sayin **** you punk Readin my rights and ****, it's all junk Pullin out a silly club, so you stand With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up And we'll go at it punk, I'ma **** you up
Make ya think I'm a kick your ass But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast I'm sneaky as **** when it comes to crime But I'm a smoke em now, and not next time
Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me Or any assho that threatens me I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope Takin out a cop or two, they can't cope with me
The muthafuckin villian that's mad With potential to get bad as **** So I'm a turn it around Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound Ya, somethin like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat
Takin out a police would make my day But a nigga like Ren don't give a **** to say
**** the police (4X)
Police, open now. We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest. Get down and put your hands up where I can see em. Just shut the **** up and get your muthafuckin ass on the floor. [huh?]>
and tell the jury how you feel abou this bullshit.>
I'm tired of the muthafuckin jackin Sweatin my gang while I'm chillin in the shackin Shining tha light in my face, and for what Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass, or maybe 'cause I blast On a stupid assed nigga when I'm playin with the trigga Of any Uzi or an AK 'cause the police always got somethin stupid to say
They put up my picture with silence 'cause my identity by itself causes violence The E with the criminal behavior Yeah, I'm a gansta, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got? A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot, By me, or another nigga. and with a gat it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger [MC Ren: Sidle him, kid, he's from the old school, fool]
And as you all know, E's here to rule Whenever I'm rollin, keep lookin in the mirror And there's no cue, yo, so I can hear a Dumb muthafucka with a gun
And if I'm rollin off the 8, he'll be tha one That I take out, and then get away And while I'm drivin off laughin This is what I'll say
**** the police (4X)
The jury has found you guilty of bein a redneck, whitebread, chickenshit muthafucka. Wait, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie. I want justice! I want justice! **** you, you black muthafucka!>
**** the police (3X)
Posts: 22235 | From: האם אינכם כילדי הכרית אלי בני ישראל | Registered: Nov 2010
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quote: Tales from the rhymeside, fact or fiction? I look at justice as pain infliction Sit back, relax while I bust this There's a big loophole in justice Law inforcement to serve and protect But in my neighborhood they break your neck Police are ruthless-minded, wicked and villanous But not just I see you're killin us What about the parents of the kid y'all killin? Better yet that's blood you're spillin Not doin anything wrong, so catch me Sellin dope records? Boy, snatch me Sunny days, my dark clouds lifted You fail to understand that I'm poetically gifted Knowledge ain't nothin but a book on your shelf With justice in mind think deep to yourself
(If the government has refused to defend the negro) (The descendants of slaves) (It's time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves) (But you're advocating violence?) (Time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves) (If the government has refused to defend the negro) (Time) (Time for us to) (defend ourselves)
[ VERSE 2 ]
Contra a code for police in the projects Ready to fly that head like an object 'Shan, you're makin records, why you wanna stay there?' That's where I was raised, and my son's gonna play there Let me tell you what justice did For a close friend of mine named Rich Kid They ran a worn-out line that he snuffed em Then he beat em down he and cuffed him A gun and a badge gives a feeling of toughness After subdued they continue with roughness According to the laws of the land we're defenseless Thinkin that their jobs are beatin you senseless Takin the names of fairytale props There's one silly sucker called Robo Cop The media skipped right past it Robo Cop just put Rich in his casket The bottom line: he wasn't under arrest He needed ambulatory assistance for pains in his chest If not for justice he would be in good health My he rest in peace and think deep to yourself
(It's time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves) (If the government has refused to defend the negro) (Time) (Time for us to) (defend ourselves) (If the government has refused to defend the negro) (The descendants of slaves) (It's time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves) (But you're advocating violence?) (Time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves)
[ VERSE 3 ]
We all live with police brutality They say it's false - no, it's reality Not just a storyboard cause I live it All I gotta say is somethin must be done with it See, the cops are sort of deranged Think every fly car means drug change They pull me over for a routine, check me What he has in mind is to disrespect me "Where'd you get the money for a fancy car?" Got you sucker, what you know about rap, huh? I'm just a young man tryin to make it Remember the name and don't ever mistake it All you could say was when I passed by Is, "That's MC Shan, don't he look fly?" Although you thought that civil rights died You need to wake up and see it from the brightside
[ *2X* ] (If the government has refused to defend the negro) (The descendants of slaves) (It's time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves) (But you're advocating violence?) (Time for us to do whatever is necessary to defend ourselves) (If the government has refused to defend the negro) (Time) (Time for us to) (defend ourselves)
Posts: 22235 | From: האם אינכם כילדי הכרית אלי בני ישראל | Registered: Nov 2010
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It's horrific listing to these songs after years. A quarter century ago. Most people complained about guys like these, saying they exaggerated and need to shut up. Now we can see it all happing as we watch along, WORLDWIDE.
quote: Well, there's mad gangs, but only one got control Wherever they roam, from north pole to south pole Ice cold with a vice hold on all crime They gettin paid even if they **** is small time All your dimes'll get took, yo watch them sling (?) them things Cause they nothin but a gang of crooks Things look like they'll be here for a while Momi and Daddy better fear for they chile' Cause they style is not just makin a fast chickens (?) They also into murder and ass kickin Distortion and kidnappin, the kid is black Handsome ransome they just get you your kid back But either way they gonna make a loot If they keep the kid he's gonna do a bit as a prostitute Owin freak (?) for some T. A. N. G. (?) From six to sixty-six they count us catchin thick (?) **** sticks in your mind Make a nigger wanna go out and fight crime I write rhymes as an answer to they gang size If they wanna jack your car you can sang mines
Gang bang Gang bang Police ain't nothing but a gang #4
Date rapes, got the shakes since the first of the month So you gotta play, the cheque cash close (?) You know you gotta make up that loss So when the cut was butt (?) and the work was dirt A whole baggage fucked up ?), you know you're de man You gotta head him off, if you still want the block So he can look the other way, if he catch you with the Glock All de cook up, he might give you the hook up (?) So you don't get moves downtown in the tombs New gang member, he's a rookie and his wid extortion (?) He got a wife and his daughter wanna a pony His man's a Columbian And they both got they hands in the soup And you gotta hit off your group Niggers to be outside til like four in the mornin Niggers with the toast so when the gang get too close Naw a gang don't play by the rules and they up they demands Gotta grease mo hands, gotta get mo work Gotta get more weight, gotta stay up late And travel out of state, hey **** the gang fucks nothin Niggers are bluffin, as they snatch you for the kidnap they don+t even Show Got fucked in the ass, so now who's the ho Gang 88 (?), mo kinds of dicks, don't give a **** about the brothers As long as they get they cash, News flash These kids is the worst, if you see 'em Then you better hit em first Don't shoot til you see the whites of they eyes Hands and thighs, they might front and sell ya been pies (?) Black man, don't trust those lies Cause the gangs is a bunch of dicks
Gang bang Gang bang Police ain't nothing but a gang #4
This song is dedicated to all the original gangsters out there You know what I+m sayin NRPD, NYPD, LAPD, state troopers And all the Pds in Queens, FBI, CIA, DEA, TNT, ATN, INS, FEMA, Interpol National Guard Coast Guard, Army, Navy, Airforce, Marines, Secret Service, and all the Rest of the Motherfuckin hogs out there rollin in the mud
Posts: 22235 | From: האם אינכם כילדי הכרית אלי בני ישראל | Registered: Nov 2010
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quote:We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange He asked a man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes "Get a job, you fuckin' slob"'s all he replied
[CHORUS] God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues Then you really might know what it's like [4x]
Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll, I'm the man you've been dreamin' of." But three months later he said he won't date her or return her call And she sweared, "God damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls." And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the door. They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore
[CHORUS] God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose Then you really might know what it's like [4x]
I've seen a rich man beg I've seen a good man sin I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win And a sad man grin I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad And the down side of up And everything between
I licked the silver spoon Drank from the golden cup Smoked the finest green
I stroked the baddest dimes At least a couple of times Before I broke their heart
You know where it ends Yo, it usually depends On where you start
I knew this kid named Max He used to get fat stacks Out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late He liked to get **** faced And keep pace with thugs
Until late one night There was a big gun fight Max lost his head
He pulled out his Chrome .45 Talked some **** And wound up dead
And now his wife and his kids Are caught in the midst Of all of his pain
You know it comes that way At least that's what they say When you play the game
[CHORUS] God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose Then you really might know what it's like [3x] To have to lose...
Posts: 22235 | From: האם אינכם כילדי הכרית אלי בני ישראל | Registered: Nov 2010
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