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enforcement - ceeingee lyrics

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[intro]
f-ck the law enforcement pr-cks… the police… ffff-ck them

[verse 1]
grab a knife, stab a police officer… end a law life
i say law life, ‘cos they part of law enforcement
they cr-p tho, cheeky -sswhipes
they told me outside that have i got better things to do in my life
that was when i dropped litter on the floor, i was thinking of punching in the two officers
back right down to the motherf-ckin’ cops in glesga, f-ck the police yeah

[interlude 1]
police f-ckers, hate them… i just wanna shoot the motherf-ckers, stab them… ffff-ckers

[verse 2]
why is the police force in existence, i’ve been a cop hater since
i be on them f-ckers like a motherf-ckin’ eye, i shall spy on the f-ckers going and out of the stations, sh-t they say to me is probably that i have another warning or even i be gettin’ arrested for rapping violence towards the police sayin’ i am gonna k!ll them
i don’t care, they’ll be dead soon by my rhymes as when they listen… so i am a police k!lla and i be k!llin’ them for f-ckin’ up and with christopher, that’s me
i am the one to shoot them with an ak, or k!ll them with a knife on the same day, they shame the rap community
i don’t care a cop doesn’t like this song, they be k!lled as i be on them
walking on the streets, a f-ckin’ cop sprayed me with water
the -sshole that was with him looked at me with the motherf-ckin’ dirty looks
the motherf-ckers are gonna get the coppin’
i’m just on tha f-ckin’ b-m -sses of the f-cks they call cops
i just wanna slash them, put them downtown
motherf-ckers, they act the clown
i must not so they be the city protectors, i be serving their faces with pepper when i turn a cannibal and eat an officer

[interlude 2]
motherf-ckin’ cops, f-ck them… f-cking cops

[verse 3]
i’m a crazy dude from glasgow, i be taking out a cop whenever i see them f-ckin’ with me
blow up the stations, and i be f-cking them up with a bullet, so go thro it like a f-ckin’ spirit as i hear the police sirens and i be running and causing violence
i be on weed and relaxing and puttin’ police out of action
automatic words come out my mouth, i’m gonna spit
man, all the police see me and they may say sh-t
i mean, they’ll say that i’m sh-t, i can’t rap even a little bit
i be toppin’ them with some f-ckin’ bullets
i be hitting them on the cranium, with a knife i be stabbin’ them
i’m the ruthless glesga rapper, my style is the style of the ceeingee
i am the yamaha rapper and also the rapper of the normal rap that made rap what it is now
i am the yamaha keyboard player, the company that makes the keyboard i produce beats on
i love them, they make good sounds on the keyboards, sh-t… i went off topic
i am dissing the police force, not talking about the company that makes me favourite keyboards
i should keep on track, so f-ck the police and be on crack

[interlude 3]
“you can’t rap violence (oh sh-t)
if you do then you be arrested for promoting violent acts (f-ck… sh-t)

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