Da Circle - Copland lyrics

[Intro - Poison Pen:] Uh-huh, yeah, I represent Da Circle This go out to Fuzz, the Jake, po-po One time, them boys Haha, better known to y'all as the beast Yeah, uh-huh, check it [Verse 1 - Poison Pen:] 40 to a pig's head <--(?), get in the crib Hit the lamp post, and took a 40 yard piss So sit twice, that's good Can't keep my co*k out, turn the boogie This rookie flat foot, had his Glock out Damn it's so wild, you wildin' You all gung-ho, for that bum a** 25,000 Should of got a job at Staples, stockin' shelves 4 to 12, get you the safe paper Here's the idea, I'm Poison Pen, yeah stay right there man I live with no string, breath easy You get loud, I get loud back You calm down, you get wild, I get wild back No disrespect to the kid, I get ?? as f** Especially when my record is clean Patted me down, deputes stacks Half for me, got her realize only got two g's back, damn [Verse 2 - Diabolic:] I hate muthaf**in' cops like Justin Vowby and Richard Murphy So I paid a prostitute to f** ‘em slowly and give ‘em herpes Protect and serve me 'cause I pay taxes right Instead they go 730, and beat me with their magna lights It happened twice, Huntricle Station in Central Iceland Gettin' righteous, whoopin' my a** with the Sheriff's night-stick I'd rather fight than run, like Will Tarance, guest starrin' in the precinct Smackin' the d**h sergeant with my arrest warrants Treated like my eyes are blind, so I do right in silent ?? time For slittin' cop's throat with a badge he hides behind It's a sign of the times and made me a firm believer They'll perform illegal search and seize ya take your work and beat ya I rolled up on a cop with a stolen go-kart and hit him so hard He rico-shades and flips over his own patrol car Call for back-up, I won't run when I hear the iron blast I'll just laugh when I see them muthaf**in' sirens flash [Verse 3 - Goodtime Slim:] Ayo secretly a**aulted, decieving ghetto orphans Momma ran the righteous equivalent to abortions Remain silent, the law which you pretend to be Public defenders, with no interest in defendin' me Whatever happened with to each is own Your timeline of corruption stretchin' reach their own This ain't Julius Ceaser, seize and a**ist pa These don't exist if police cuff my wrist pa I got patience, got a strong resolve But if all else fail, got the chrome revolved In revolvalution, upholds my constitutional rights If you think they playin' fair you delusional I cause contusions to coppers, who confuse a few Make they black bruise ooze white puss like a Suzy-Cue I'm like the big bad wolf to these piglets, with no resentment A co-defendant of the ?? [Verse 4 - Fatz Da Assa**in:] Four cops, 41 shots, 19 hit the frame, close range One unarmed man, like ?? poll My scriptures beat the Gospel Protect and serve, mathematically impossible Continuous oppressive procession, latin and n***a depression Is now your condition Resist arrest, they got ya number, get your teeth knocked out Four astericks on a plunger Coward ba*tards got me pulled over in traffic Talkin' sarcastic, smithies' on they ratchets I speak for the n***as and spics, dudes and chicks Without the badge and gun, you ain't sh** Crime scene alterations, cover-up altercations That end in homicide with no justification Political agendas achieved though economic P.O.L.I.C.E spell pigs in ebonics [Verse 5 - Immortal Technique:] We were swallowed by the system for 500 summers In order to satisfy Europe and Americas hunger The preach-hate police state gives football numbers But it's always probation, for the rich, white New generation of pill-poppin' politicians that make a donation The segregation of drug offenses prevent their incarceration You can't justify your liberation, 'cause you're the incarnation of Jefferson Davies' nation The Justice System is a plantation, the Blue-Klux-Klan overseers beat us lifeless I wish someone would rape a cop with a night-stick Side swipe you in Central Park and get your bike flipped You pretend to be righteous and use torture devices In Chicago, New York and down in the south of course Use to hunt us for sport, now we takin' the court With some trumped-up charges added in the report ‘Cause you hopin' that we cop a plea You can keep your fake rehabilitation philosophy f** prison, my freedom is prophecy So I'm drivin' with the pump-shot co*ked in Copland With heavy-metal screamin' out like a Rock band ‘Cause if you don't respect me, then I don't respect you And if you don't protect us, then it will affect you Each bullet is a scalpel and it will dissect you You muthaf**as know what it is Immortal Technique, Da Circle Harlem, Brooklyn Back again muthaf**a We ain't takin' no sh** from no pig mothaf**a You heard that n***a Immortal Technique 'f** out of here