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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Dirtball
The Dirtball
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Alexander
David Alexander
Songwriter
Brad Jones
Brad Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Jones
Brad Jones
Producer

Lyrics

Uh, yeah, we got a suspicious kid that got in a car, and, uh, uh, I think he looks suspicious Uh, he's done nothing wrong but, uh, I'm gonna pull 'em over anyway Over Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Yo! Don't look at me-e-e-e-e-e Look at the cops on every single corner! Drive slow What they gonna' whoop up on ya? Don't weave and pass 'cause they wanna surprise! Look at the vessels that be broken in my eyes! Bloodshot, better than a than a transfusion It can ruin your life, no illusion! So a repeat Fuck The Police! And anybody down wit' 'em, we gotta Get 'em! Get 'em! Get 'em! Get 'em! Get 'em! (What's that smell?) Get 'em! Get 'em! Get 'em! Get 'em! Get 'em! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Yoooo! Who the fuck smells pig in the room? I smell a pork roast comin' and it's already noon An' I really don't like the "Oinks!" that I be hearin'! Paranoid, sketched, and the cops I be fearin'! Loading on another gig, running for the border! 55 pounds a sound, up in the trunk! 45 pounds a weed, they call skunk! Stuffed up under the hood, they never once Questioned anybody 'til they found the joint Then, the little piggy-finger began to point! Then, the little piggy-finger began to point! (Look at the cops, stupid muthafuuuuuckas! Ah-heh-heh-heh) "Well, that's about all we need, son! You're going to jail!" Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! I'm running, I'm running away from the cops! Hear that? That's the sound of the police! On the way to catch you in the act of a beast! If the cherry burning put it out, hide the piece! Everybody duck down, that'll be the least That you got to worry about, throw away the gun! If you see the lights, well you already done! Hasta la vista, baby! The cops got ya done now baby! D-d-dude! Dude! You gettin' pulled over! What? What the FUCK did I do? Oh, Dude! Doh, I got warrants, man! I can't get pulled over! Fuck this, I'm outta here! (...Three, four, five...) Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! One, two, three, four, five, six, SEVEN! Spit another battlecam, all the way to heaven! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays! Cops are NOT my friends! They won't let me win! I will not obey! Now days ANY crime pays!
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