Crooked Cops

Crooked Cops see me and think I'm a threat to em He tried to ice grill me but I just kept moving I heard him tell his partner,that if he flex shoot em So I turned around and started to step to him He said put hands up Then broke out the hand cuffs I looked at him like man what? He pointed with the strap up, like Put ya hands up I never got shook up with talk of illuminati I guess ya level fear depends on who ya god be Dems or republicans I dont care whose the ruling body I say push em all off the cliff see how I move the party I move like Belafonte I'm like a yella Garvey I rep the steel city I practice metallurgy Anonymous Guy Fawkes mask you never saw me Racial ambiguous bigots confused bout what to call me Trouble maker police see me and tense up I pump watch em jump like ahhhhh I made you flinch punk Now he wanna pull out his gun man put ya fists up My hand will probably get stuck punching you in ya big gut Oh you only swing ya nightstick when you got back up 10 deep beating a nigga until he's mashed up Scared of ya shadow thats why you holding ya gat up No weapon formed against me Detectives ain't gone lynch me I got a letter from the government I opened and read it It said America was broke and she was hoping for credit No joking it said it so hopeless pathetic Wanting me to make it rain I took the notice to shred it Me I focus the message so it's explosive aggressive Leave MCs in jeopardy see I'm the dopest no question All those list like who's the hottest they like bogus elections Cause you and I know damn well that's payola's selection X the most militant over dosed on authenticness If you recite my rhymes you only quoting the realest shit Vanglorious this is protected By the red the black the green and God who's forever present Hood soldiers with weapons 5 percenters with lessons FOI from both coasts so nobody will test em See true religion's how I'm liven so I'm give em more truth These other rappers only wear it at they video shoots Trouble maker police see me and tense up I pump watch em jump like ahhhhh I made you flinch punk Now he wanna pull out his gun man put ya fists up My hand will probably get stuck punching you in ya big gut Oh you only swing ya nightstick when you got back up 10 deep beating a nigga until he's mashed up Scared of ya shadow thats why you holding ya gat up No weapon formed against me Detectives ain't gone lynch me