Terrence "Knightheet" Culbreath - You're Okay, Office lyrics

"First, prolonged stress causes people to regress their psychological growth reverses and they become more immature hehehehe they rapidly become more childish hehehehe and primitive much like a person being sick for several days Becoming more irritable and childish in its demands on other people, hehehe" [Hook (5x)] Wait in a coming but a Banger Banger [Verse 1] Even though the presence of occupational Stresses appear to be well documented, though not Without controversy, the causes of workplace stress Are comparatively unclear or even a matter Of conjecture Although individual policemen And institutional public relations typically cite the risks Of being k**ed in the line of duty As the predominant source of stress for individual policemen There is significant controversy regarding The causes of personal workplace stress due to the fact That the actual risk of being k**ed Is so small relative to other Occupations in a bats Rest in peace, motherf**in up to place sh** but b**h, in a hanger Wait in a coming, but a Banger Banger [Hook] [Verse 2] Line of duty d**hs are d**hs which occur while an officer Is conducting his or her appointed duties Despite the increased risk of being a victim of a homicide Automobile accidents are the most common Cause of officer d**hs Officers are more likely to be involved In traffic accidents because of their large amount Of time spent conducting vehicle patrols Or directing traffic, as well as their work outside Their vehicles alongside or on the roadway Or in dangerous pursuits Officers k**ed by suspects make up a smaller proportion Of d**hs In the cops in flatline, oh sh** line of duty d**hs Were recorded of which n***as were from a**aults on officers n******go vehicle related only sh** during vehicular pursuits And the rest from other causes Heart attacks during arrests Foot pursuits Falling from heights during foot chases Wait in a coming, but a Banger Banger [Hook] [Verse 3] Get my own office line up to me Back office in a sorry motherf**er a** me No type, try me, lifestyle, how bout now Deep in a very inside deep-blue how Motherf**er devil's night in a bed Dead body in a streetz in I'm now dead Need that's devil his blood spillin own my got bullet in a kids Motherf**in sorry I'm a clubbin' up 'em in I'm said I said ''Aaaahhh'' or a doctor my aaaaahhhh Street life let of the wolf out owwww aaaaahhhh k** a n***a his blast behave No silly, coconuts pimpin' up a grave Huh, n***a bert any ernie self sh** You spittin' out, got my n***as in a hit On ripture cuttin up a screamin hanger Wait in a coming, but a Banger Banger [Hook] You're Okay, Pearl *evil laughing* That's murder *evil laughing* You're Okay, SpongeBob *evil laughing*