Chiiirp - Hummaside lyrics

[Hook: Chiiirp] I ain't feelin' the system, ain't payin' attention to any of the rules I ain't feelin' these rappas, they only just talkin' I'm out here tryin' to make moves Polices everywhere, can you please back up off us Polices everywhere, can you please back up off us Blue flashin' lights, creepin' through the night (here come the cops) Blue flashin' lights, creepin' through the night (here come the cops) Blue flashin' lights, creepin' through the night (here come the cops) Blue flashin' lights, creepin' through the night (here come the cops) [Verse 1: Chiiirp] We don't like them pigs, thats the boys in blue, 5-0 We don't smoke them cigs, cloudy lungs from the black smoke Bullets have no name, play it safe and keep yo mouth closed Who you thought u foolin', who u foolin' with that wack flo Hotbox in the 'Lac blowed, creep up through the back doe Sellin' off the sacks though, Tryin' to get that cash flow Why you so buck, relax ho Why you no duck from the 4-4? Feelin' real tough, get yo bones broke, hospital Everywhere I look, I see em lurkin' its a cop car Outshinin' all you fools straight outta space, I'm the top star Rockin' out like a rock star, pen and paper my gui-tar Rockin' out like a rock star, pen and paper my gui-tar [Hook] [Verse 2: Chiiirp] You back for round 2, I'll demolish you Put you on a plate, with some seasonin', devour you Guess this just what happens when u step to the rap master When I'm in my angry mode, tendencies to rap faster Feelin' like nobody feelin' me Bullsh** polluted they ain't hearin' me Problem we got if u ain't fearin' me k** em all k** em all, lyrically literally Doin' my thang, doin' my thang, doin' my thang i ain't trippin' Got the game straight from my daddy mane cuz he was pimpin' Gotta keep it real, I could never ever be a simp Comin' to you from the under, bouncin' to this Evil Pimp Why can't we just make the world a better place and use the hemp They could never be greater than me, but yet they still try to attempt Thats ok, you will never place, in this f**in' race, cuz Im first Always, smokin' fat sacks in the hallways, i wanna ball But nobody understands the misunderstood flow Don't no n***a really want a ran through the hood ho [Hook]