KLINK
Whatchya gonna do when they come for you | A gang of hatin' pigs | What have they ever really done for you | Ain’t never done shit | Stash what you got cuz they're comin' through | Best get rid of that quick 'cuz when they get here you know what they're gonna do | All they ever do is trip | Minding my own business... try to hem me up like for life stuck in the klink haters in blue | How they set me up should I test my luck, here they come they're in pursuit | What did I do? | What haven't I done, you want to see my I.D. Umm... well OK, where I'm coming from? | Just on my way not on the run | Whatchyou want me to say are you just 'bout done? | Power trippin' asshole lickin' haters | Notice how they strut | Through the spot like anybody wants to see a cop, man everybody knows they suck | I got to be somewhere man fuck! | Why the hell you always stoppin' me, round the clockin' me like what | Whatchya gonna do when they come for you | A gang of hatin' pigs | What have they ever really done for you | Ain’t never done shit | Stash what you got 'cuz they're comin' through | Best get rid of that quick | 'Cuz when they get here you know what they're gonna do | All they ever do is trip | Six feet deep below the street | So they can't never say shit again | Fuck the man with a thick broomstick and put a black flag on the end | Got to watch my back or just like that | I’m bound to get locked up | The law's watching me, constantly | Too close and way too much | Looking over my shoulder and checking in the rear view mirror | 'Cuz I'm never not but a moment from getting taken to jail | They're knocking at my door, down my door They're shining lights in my eyes | Exactly what do they stand for | Ever asking more of I man why | Like it matters why I chose to ignore | All the laws I've been told to abide | Think I’m on parole, thinking I just stole | Some shit you got an A.P.B out on but no | You're wrong as usual hell no it wasn't me | Have the nerve to ask me if I'm drunk when I’m pissing in the middle of the street | Looking over my shoulder... by the way why they always acting | Like they know how to size me up | Ignorant bastards coming after me | All the time on mine had enough | Why they always wanna hassle me, pigs all up on my nuts | Like they have to be, like I can't see 'em | Trying to play shade tree in the cuts | By robbing me of my dignity | So in the end I never say much | But ain’t a time pass I don’t wish I could flash | On Penelope like fuck! | Shot this for everyone who's been there | For my real ones who understand | What it feels like to have your rights read to you by the...