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mr swine - insane poetry lyrics

[intro: cyco]
argh
let’s do this
f*ck this
we do this
uh!

[verse 1: cyco]
it’s about time for us to cook a little swine
here piggy piggy, it’s the n*ggy with the nine (huh)
your bold and black circle with the glass to our necks
slamming n*ggas on the ground hollering “don’t make a sound”
or move, if you move then you’ll definitely get beat (yeah)
but got pulled up and cuffed from yo hands to yo feet (huh)
treat our ass like dogs, yet the hogs keep at this
picking n*ggas off on the streets like target practice (sh*t)
april 29th set it off, now we know (hah) that the pigs and the klan is tryna run the f*cking show
but it ain’t about to happen even though those cops run (huh)
cause brothers on the streets is ’bout to let they glocks talk (what)
why is mad looting n*ggas burning up sh*t? (sh*t)
n*ggas’ll get prepared to make the ultimate hit
you better quit while you’re behind or somebody might find
the swine got cooked by some n*gga with the nine (ha)
[chorus: cyco]
mister*mister swine, mister*mister swine
mister*mister swine why you all on our behind?
mister*mister swine, mister*mister swine
don’t make me have to peel yo d*mn cap with this nine

[verse 2: pope locc]
oink oink!
here to point, look at the piggies in the joint (yeah)
handcuffed, not enough
send the pigs to their knees
banking blacks with your clubs, showed above at the trial
white folks in denial so the n*ggas went wild (that’s right)
ducked down from the blaze, the n*gga got tased
took a torch to they porch cause the judge wouldn’t budge
hold a grudge? d*mn right
this n*gga’s up tight
gotta scr*p with the strap cause the black’s in the trap (what)
what the f*ck is peace? that sh*t need to cease
f*ck p*ss cause the beats won’t give a n*gga justice (d*mn)
so f*ck peace, f*ck the u.s.a. (huh)
blue and red, the k.k.k. and a skinhead
oh sh*t, not guilty, can get a n*gga k!lled g
three strikes you’re out cause the swine got clout
don’t pout without a doubt, cause yo neighborhood swine
will surely meet up with the n*ggy with the nine
[chorus: cyco]
mister*mister swine, mister*mister swine
mister*mister swine why you all on our behind?
mister*mister swine, mister*mister swine
don’t make me have to peel yo d*mn cap with this nine

[bridge: cyco & shakespeare the one*man riot]
here piggy piggy, it’s the n*ggy with the nine
here piggy piggy, it’s that n*gga, call the crime
here piggy piggy, it’s the n*ggy with the nine
here piggy piggy, it’s that n*gga, call the crime

[verse 3: shakespeare the one*man riot]
we got my mind on the murder (yeah)
the murder’s on my mind
i’m letting a buckshot enter through the center of your spine
mister swine, my n*ggas is letting clips go
cause we out to get yo ass as i dash in my ’64 (hoo)
get yo ass up out of dodge of the nightbreed (yeah)
a bulletproof vest over yo chest is what you might need
my n*ggas ain’t sh*t but relentless
quick to smoke a witness
issuing a f*cking death sentence (uh) with the mac*10 (yeah) fully automatic
quick to cause static
leaving them dead motherf*ckers up in the attic (yeah)
can you hack it?
i pack it up under my waistline, and no i never waste mine
so if i was you i wouldn’t waste time
break out or else get took out
i got my n*ggas on the lookout
eating n*ggas up like a cook out (yeah)
the crook’s out the cell, i’m hanging them n*ggas by they b*lls (huh)
it’s them nightbreed n*ggas (yeah), yes, yes, yes y’all (ugh)
[chorus: cyco]
mister*mister swine, mister*mister swine
mister*mister swine why you all on our behind?
mister*mister swine, mister*mister swine
don’t make me have to peel yo d*mn cap with this nine

[outro: cyco]
haha

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