Letra

When police roll up inna dem armoured vehicle With some big long gun and terrorize the people Ready fi pull off them dirty acts of evil It's a bloodsport game Cuz if you run up pon them gun You get squashed like weeble Them naw care if you're young or you're old and feeble Copper shot a stick inna your skin like needle Them a kill ghetto youths for fame When you hear them say curfew A blood them a pursue (no comma) Don't make them verse you The rat-ta-ta-ta make ya flatter Them naw worry not a matter Not a talking not a chatter Them naw nurse you So many people get the copper get the lead And who no dead end up on the hospital bed This evilous act was orchestrate by the feds With no justice no remorse coming from the bigger heads It's just the system Crazy bloodhounds and all The evil dirty system The system The system is bound to fall The corrupted system Where's i'm from name waterhouse A place well known as a slaughterhouse You violate police come sort you out You get a portion of shot whe fi pass you out Them never hear say the youths them balling out When politicians a come with party bout Trick the youths them buy them 40 stout Cuz them want round up bout 40 scout Them a seek some fit man to be them hit-man You better know who you're working with man When clans visit man copper shot a split man Off to the morgues them boys remit man Same ghetto youths is not no frenchman Want be new recruits and be them henchman Coppershot a drench man A flutta like a wenchman Bodies in a gully a cause a stench man System That was made to divide and rule The evil dirty system The system Intellectual fools The corrupted system
Writer(s): Jonathan Howsman Davis, Richard Kendall Gibbs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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