C.P.R.

By Irate

On 11:34

Released on June 6, 2001

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[Intro]

Unnecessary roughness in full effect

From the east to the west, suckas always disrespect

Prosecutors regulators all violators

Each and everyone of those fucking pigs will meet their maker


[Verse 1]

"Protect and serve," words of the guardian sworn to protect our lives

Above the law, defended by the shield, a lower class man's demise

Acting on suspicion with no real train of thought

The only thing that matters is the numbers that are caught

Niggas turn the blind eye, making shit difficult

Scarred up dignity, but revenge is fucking critical


[Verse 2]

Crippling the law

A devious deception that reveals their intention

Beat to, to the floor

Covered up tragedies are disturbing my reality

They commit the crime, but they won't do the time

They roll up on the block with their nickel-plated nines

Why don't you respond to the victims of distress?

And step the fuck of my grill 'cause I'm minding my own business


[Verse 3]

Law enforcement think they're keeping shit in check

Walking hard showing off, demanding our respect

Lousy fucking pigs trying to start up a ruckus

What the fuck's the deal with these fools acting treacherous?

Something about the justice system doesn't seem right

Continuous corruption with no positive end in sight

That's why all these pigs they always get shot

I turn my head the other way and let those motherfuckers rot


[Bridge]

I question your validity in rolling up and stopping me

Play god and hiding behind your badge

To serve and fucking harass

I hope I live to see the day when dirty cops are forced to pay

For using their authority to rape us of humanity


[Instrumental Break]


[Outro]

So you know what, bitch?

Get on your fucking knees and pay

Pay me to spare your life