Robocop Went Pop Songtext
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Rights? Nigga you ain't got no rights
Them robots are coming here right now to take you to the penitentiary plantation, and enslave you for the rest of your fucking life
So while you're dancing to this dumbed down corporation shit, we're getting active
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We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
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Them robots are coming here right now to take you to the penitentiary plantation, and enslave you for the rest of your fucking life
So while you're dancing to this dumbed down corporation shit, we're getting active
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
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We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
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We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
I was told to be a real nigga's to be a dead nigga
At the tree of knowledge eating forbidden fruit they gon' behead niggas
But my OG said I shouldn't hang around a bunch of scared niggas (fuck no!)
And ever since J. Edgar put a hit on the king, fuck the feds, nigga
Yeah nigga I love the second amendment I love the second amendment
Got a G26 with extended clips
Got a 1911 that's a Smith & Wesson
But I love revolvers, yeah them the shits
And I'm bringing 'em out to play with me on any given day
So motherfuck the police chief and anything he say
Dem'e bring the K Kenny bring the semi I'ma bring the detonators
We about to go Timothy McVay
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
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We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
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We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
The kick drum is an 808, and the 808 is a hundred round drum, freedom got a Glock 18, freedom got a Glock 18
I was told to be a real nigga's to be a dead nigga
If you prove the pencil's mightier than a sword, they give you lead, nigga (and just write you off)
I was also told you got to sell your soul to be a bread winner (look at these soft niggas)
If you stop my money them I'ma load my Glock, with them headspinners (pop pop pop pop)
I'ma blow your mind, 'cause I'm putting in work and doing overtime
If a cop pull me over when I'm on the grind
They robots for real, they programmed to kill, exterminate and terminate and leave 'em froze in time 'cause
Justice don't exist it's a unicorn
Even had a body camera on his uniform
Another murder recorded another cop rewarded
Judge won't do his job? We gon' do it for him!
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
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We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
They don''t shoot to disarm, they shoot to kill
They don't shoot to injure, they shoot to kill
No warning shots
Who are you to be warned? They shoot to kill
Fuck the police man, government robots, programmed to kill niggas on sight
You know what, all those who fight oppressed incur no guilt, The Holy Quran
A time to love, a time to hate, a time for war, The Holy Bible, Amen
Smoke another pig
I was told to be a real nigga's to be a dead nigga
At the tree of knowledge eating forbidden fruit they gon' behead niggas
But my OG said I shouldn't hang around a bunch of scared niggas (fuck no!)
And ever since J. Edgar put a hit on the king, fuck the feds, nigga
Yeah nigga I love the second amendment I love the second amendment
Got a G26 with extended clips
Got a 1911 that's a Smith & Wesson
But I love revolvers, yeah them the shits
And I'm bringing 'em out to play with me on any given day
So motherfuck the police chief and anything he say
Dem'e bring the K Kenny bring the semi I'ma bring the detonators
We about to go Timothy McVay
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
The kick drum is an 808, and the 808 is a hundred round drum, freedom got a Glock 18, freedom got a Glock 18
I was told to be a real nigga's to be a dead nigga
If you prove the pencil's mightier than a sword, they give you lead, nigga (and just write you off)
I was also told you got to sell your soul to be a bread winner (look at these soft niggas)
If you stop my money them I'ma load my Glock, with them headspinners (pop pop pop pop)
I'ma blow your mind, 'cause I'm putting in work and doing overtime
If a cop pull me over when I'm on the grind
They robots for real, they programmed to kill, exterminate and terminate and leave 'em froze in time 'cause
Justice don't exist it's a unicorn
Even had a body camera on his uniform
Another murder recorded another cop rewarded
Judge won't do his job? We gon' do it for him!
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
Load another clip
We gon' be up in your precinct if this shit don't stop
Smoke another pig
They don''t shoot to disarm, they shoot to kill
They don't shoot to injure, they shoot to kill
No warning shots
Who are you to be warned? They shoot to kill
Fuck the police man, government robots, programmed to kill niggas on sight
You know what, all those who fight oppressed incur no guilt, The Holy Quran
A time to love, a time to hate, a time for war, The Holy Bible, Amen
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