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pigs (nazi cops) - death tour lyrics

p*ss off you f*cking c*nt
i hate what you are cause you are what i’m not
i’m sick
i’m living
too numb to be forgiving
i just want to exterminate disease
n*z* cops
mutant pigs
blood brothers militant
milly mother f*ck the law
no attachment to establishment
seditionary s*x symbol
millions of dead citizens
it’s simple b*tch
i’ll slit my wrists
this system f*cking sickening
if it’s you or me then i think we know who the f*ck it’s gon be
if it’s martial law then we wylin out til a b*tch is deceased
cause i can’t go to sleep with disease on concrete
there ain’t no peace
til the body count increase
f*ck the police
b*tch we hate them
out our cages
rage and mayhem
f*ck the police
b*tch we hate them
out our cages
rage and mayhem

break the law, break the law
break the law, break the law
break the law, break the law
b*b*b*break the law
break the law, break the law
break the law, break the law
break the law, break the law
b*b*b*break the law

b*tch i be sending it up
need a crisis on my hands
i need dying on demand
i set fire to these bands
ruckus motherf*cker
we could die in these streets
you think i’m lying, deceased
i pull up, riot, repeat
ayyy b*tch!
guess what happened?
i was walking down the street with pretty black skin
police go whoop whoop
so then i go running off
(quick)
pivot
then hit
b*tch i let off the stick

- death tour lyrics

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