Mad

Bun the feds dem coming str8 from the lava ground A young brother moving mad cause I brown I hate the police force their all full if pricks They had the audacity to call the authorities Bun that dough cause I ant for one For a place full of pig’s wit a badge & gun To be kill you know or dash in jail It’s definitely on sight if I catch him in the cell Moving wit jaff cause I so certified Wit a ankh around my neck I feel qualified Searching my yard looking for the herbs Try to live peacefully but always disturb You’d love to see me receive 10 Than the cert poet from the hood talking the truth again Fling the rotten speaker’s outta the estate And when I finish draw for the blue & white tape To tape of the scene of the slaughter Still moving g’d from yam and water I defo know that their fish indeed Pat a brother down and grabbing my seed And on the other hand without a 9 they can’t hurt none But I promise if your black it ant really fun KKK will string man str8 to the tree top Black boydem bull licking the white fed Yoo Jaff will create a storm On any idiot in a black uniform Cause I from Hackney see Nuff boydem are shook of me A young rebel on a warpath And when I finish (they claim) it’s gonna end in a bloodbath Of jakes moving outta east way, I told you already I’ve been real from day Inspired by N.W.A. F*** The Police