Cops are nice people they like to mow my lawn when I promise to give their service weapon back after stealing it

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WITH: @MIGHTBETOXIC & @GULLYSPIT
PROD: [producer didnt want to be credited] 
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
Running from the law
Cause they thought that they was God
Bodycams off they cant see me when it's dark
Flashing out your badge tell me what you want
This a routine traffic stop with the handcuffs
No one gonna keep you safe when they instigating always investigating false leads just to put the blame on somebody
Only care about they pension
Cops are nice people acting like your buddy
Study all their moves and end up with a life sentence
Oppress the oppressors
We putting that pressure on top of that wound
I been bleeding from the heart
Another canvas missing art
Another pig with they wings clipped
Wig split lying on the pavement bleeding out
Kick the fuck out of them watch em cough blood from the mouth
Reaching for they taser and they meet the undertaker
Kinda underrated just to put your local cop in a deep grave
6 feet ain't enough so we make it 12

[TOXIC]
Okay this a stick up
Woke up like I’m bishop
Trynna catch a hunnid bodies
Yo man died you put the mid up
Fuck the tweets
I get you hit up
You a bitch
You can’t sit with us
Imma bully
Boy don’t get up
Imma bully
Boy don’t get up
Okay yeah he back with the raps
And he talkin racks again
Heard he hit the cliff to ship the sniff
He hittin smack again
Fuck the money I want murder
Ashes ain’t no accidents
Fuck with me his momma hurtin
Suit and tie the casket and
Drop 6 feet
Nobody gon miss me
I was dead still walk-in
The pond up on shit creek
Saw a body still twitching
They itchin to get me
Saw a body still twitching
They itchin to get me
I was there with a match a bag and a old gas can
Deeper than just 12 I would run up on batman
Trynna end the whole world
With nothing but a back hand
.40 only hold 7
Empty gettin stabbed then

[SAINT SLEEP]
Flashlight in my face cause they dont like my background
Keep your hand on that pistol telling me to back down
I'm the only one who ain't gon leave inside a casket
I dont trust no offers from some officers who look like maggots
Pull up to the court with a hearse and a death wish
They be tryna hit reverse like they ain't gonna get squished
Like the bugs that they be
Tryna bum off of me
Now we got em lying right in the mud by the creek

[GULLYSPiT]
Emptied like a trash can rotting in the city
Empty handed on the dash cam but he ain’t worth ya pity
Yeah they said he was a bad man just heard it on tv
Pledge allegiance to the cop or you guilty by association
10 shots they ain’t scared this is recreation
Exit holes in his stomach fuck an explanation
All these cops still pissed they ended segregation
Fuck a trial force admission thru interrogation
Fuck a trial fuck a judge they get strung up
Running wild , if you budge get yo tongue cut
Let your gun bust, predators and hush funds
Banging drums hear the rhythm of the beast
Hydrolic how that metal getting squeezed
And released
All over the pen pigs riddled with disease
Hang em on the wall just so everybody sees
Screaming fuck em all this is death to police

Cops Are Nice People (Single)

Cops Are Nice People

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Cops Are Nice People ft. Toxic & GULLYSPiT

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LYRICS

you’re so critical non-critic 
vindictive  
i’m not slipping 
stick to flows, bitch i deny quitting 
dim lights dingy
like a chimney, i blow smoke 
within me 
dibble and dabble similes 
i’m simply grim 
like ren and stimpy
you’re a simpleton 
similarly cynical 
ive since convinced
every little single sicko when i sit and vent 
about my trials and tribulations 
i’m quick to spend
a minute or two refuting dudes 
when i hit cement 
render this event
too thick to bend  
symbols so discontent 
i live in dystopia 
accompany opium  
soon they’re covered 
by phony associates 
i’m still hoping this 
opens the door to coping with 
slight changes 
constricting my time 
face this condition till lines fade with 
convictions ive tried taking 
to limits till i’m im making a living 
with high wages  


am i not making myself clear? 
i might need more help here 
but either way
i think that i’m fucked 
the pinnacle of manic episodes 
are really corrupt 
till dusk 
i must 
still hush
till i cannot stay up 

is there any point as to why i’m here?
so flushed 
i clutch a grudge and smudge 
my lust to combust 
filling in the void to defy fears 
a feeling i tug, can’t trust 
i’m stuck revealing my crutch 

eye for an eye 
i’m obliged to get by 
with every line that i rhyme 
it’s a ride till i die 
like the fire in my eyes 
i’m tired and tied up with your lies 
all the fears stay alive forever 

here we go again 
hold my hopes up then
keep these flows up 
like some clothes i fold up 
you’re a dick head, bowl cut 
stuck up
bitch. i told ya, shits a trip 
i drove up to inflict
a good amount of damage 
to every fuck talking shit 
ive been heavy, lost in abyss  
i will never opt to give in 
rigid as a syringe 
i’m riveting
lyrically bitch i’m littering 
syllables reconsidering miracles 
through my spirit, original
spit wicked, so criminal 
pivot this sick mix, literal 
indifferent to bitches 
i feel the pull of a misfit 
individually mastering flows 
as i pass and indulge in the madness 
mister imagination stacking magic 
practice patterns 
slap a bastard with my back hand 
look who’s back and smooth as flatland 
dudes have lagged and proved 
their games are outdated like sega saturn 


stick around a little, feel my purpose bloom 
control is cultivated by my urge to prove 
whenever i strike back 
with a verse or two 

within a stones throw 
you motherfuckers are doomed 


am i not making myself clear? 
i might need more help here 
but either way
i think that i’m fucked 
the pinnacle of manic episodes 
are really corrupt 
till dusk 
i must 
still hush
till i cannot stay up 

is there any point as to why i’m here? 
so flushed 
i clutch a grudge and smudge 
my lust to combust 
filling in the void to defy fears 
a feeling i tug, can’t trust 
i’m stuck revealing my crutch 

am i not making myself clear? 
i might need more help here 
but either way
i think that i’m fucked 
the pinnacle of manic episodes 
are really corrupt 
till dusk 
i must 
still hush
till i cannot stay up 

is there any point as to why i’m here?
so flushed 
i clutch a grudge and smudge 
my lust to combust 
filling in the void to defy fears 
a feeling i tug, can’t trust 
i’m stuck revealing my crutch

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LYRICS:

(MVRTYR)
Girl where the fuck your mans 
I’mma go walk him down like 
Bitch he wack like 
Bro why the fuck you mad?
Nevermind I don’t care 
Pop a perc and nap like
Hoe what the fuck your plan
Won’t get at me homie Never gon’ fuck  up my energy
Goofyass boy, he lame
He never gon’ sit with me  
I despise all my enemies

(DAEGHO)
You know I don’t play round
You know I don’t play round
Turn that bitch around and smack her ass just like a bongo drum  
She gon make it jiggle, wriggle
Pop it just like bubble gum 
Bubble butt
Make it go left, right, down, up like double dutch 
Oh my god
She brought a friend, now I’m getting double butt
Ha, haha 
I’m a jiggy motherfucka boy
Ha, haha
Honeys flock to me like bees in hives 
Ha, haha
You piece of shit couldn’t attract a fly
Ha, haha
And I think you know the reason why
Cos my chest pumped out
and my nuts hang low  
When I walk up in the function
Turn these ladies into hoes 
Cos they looking for a bossman that can call shots
I’m a don, not a chump like you
Pussy, what you thought?!
AYE

(MVRTYR)
Girl got a closet of faces
The way she switch, like girl you’re amazing
Chop gon’ chop that boy into pieces 
Air it out, full on erase him
This my race wanna come out first, my placement 
If that boy loud then put him on the pavement 
Even my bag crave the bag, need payment
Your mans act up like bro don’t save him

Girl where the fuck your mans 
I’mma go walk him down like 
Bitch he wack like 
Bro why the fuck you mad?
Nevermind I don’t care 
Pop a perc and nap like
Hoe what the fuck your plan
Won’t get at me homie Never gon’ fuck  up my energy
Goofyass boy, he lame
 
(NIKKO)
YUH 
Run it right now, right now 
I’m outside, broad day 
Still shoot lights out 
I’m tripping off your bitch mouth 
Lil bitch bad, shake ass
Might dick her down 
Said I’m riding rowdy 
Your bitch sitting shotty
And she smile funny
When my dick up in her 
Got that pressure on me 
And I swear to god I’m finna catch a body if you don’t mind your business 
You a pussy homie I can see it in you 
Best jump 
When I say get hit with that pump 
Leave you layed on that pavement before we display you 
You bout to get dumped 
Red October, curbed you get slumped over 
Dead of night we gon’ bump 
Monster, truck I pull up in a tonka
Genghis the game how I came and I conquered 
Yeah, I came on your daughter 
Shouts out to Jacob I think I’m a martyr 
Die for this shit before I give up the slaughter 
Ay yuh

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LYRICS:

Lyrics:
Left in the earth, hit for the hearse, follow the holes in the shirt 
Sever the search, all I deserve, cutting away from the dirt 
Never reverse, hollow the body alone and I’m leaving the curse
Falling away for the better or worse, ever malevolent, making it hurt

Heaven sent and falling from the hands
Seven shots and leave them for the land
Tether, breathing from a body bag
Weather never waiting for a mask
Break away with no stands
Same old blade and swing with no lag
Leave this skin and take what I can 
No name no need for any old plans

Follow the wraith, aim with a blade, up and away
falling for days, hollow the face, still I save
Hole in the back of the brain 
Never decay, same old ways, falling for none, stay for the pain 
Dead in the rain, nothing to say
Leaving the rest of the frame 
Follow the wraith, aim with a blade, up and away
falling for days, hollow the face, still I save
Hole in the back of the brain 
Never decay, same old ways, falling for none, stay for the pain 

No remains, suffocate, blade on me I’ve been a wraith 
Never safe, fuck a name, falling for it, no escape
No remains, suffocate, blade on me I’ve been a wraith 
Never safe, fuck a name, falling for it, no escape

Follow the wraith, aim with a blade, up and away
falling for days, hollow the face, still I save
Hole in the back of the brain 
Never decay, same old ways, falling for none, stay for the pain 
Dead in the rain, nothing to say
Leaving the rest of the frame

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Any Last Words ?

Any Last Words ? (w DELIRIUM)

Lyrics:

Ha-ha-ha-ha
They say whoever run quicker finna hit that line first 
It makes sense but a dollars what my mind’s worth 
So Imma pull up all striped 
Black, white, converse 
Referee, cause we gon’ see who cross that line first 
Revolver holster
I put a live round in that strap and blow a fucking hole through 
Every runner from the start - fore they know what happened 
I’ll win the race not cause I’m fastest 
I’ll win the race cause I’m the motherfucking baddest

What the fuck you mean wait?
One up of the wrist get you stiff in your grave 
Uh-huh (Uh-huh) 
Spit up dick in your face 
She throwing that ass 
I been waiting all day 
Drop it know it got bass in it 
Drop it like a location (yuh)
Drop it make the earth quake 
Keep throwing shaking the room if you wanna make bank 
Put that pussy up 
Girl I fuck face , that’s safe sex 
Ain’t saving the day 
No cape 
No latex 
(Ughhlaaa)
Walk up on me with a razor blade prick 
Laser beam stick 
Basically banging down on whoever gon’ try to stop me 
Bitch I’m gaining a whole new level 
One far above your fucking head boy, don’t pray to the devil 
Believe that gods a fucking gangsta that made me in his image to revel 
That’s why these pussys could never do it no better than me 
Do it better than he 
N-I-K-K-O bitch I been undefeated 
They say they baddened to they bone 
But I still crack em and eat em 
Always thought that I was a killer 
Just needed a reason

They say whoever run quicker finna hit that line first 
It makes sense but a dollars what my mind’s worth 
So Imma pull up all striped 
Black, white, converse 
Referee, cause we gon’ see who cross that line first 
Revolver holster
I put a live round in that strap and blow a fucking hole through 
Every runner from the start - fore they know what happened 
I’ll win the race not cause I’m fastest 
I’ll win the race cause I’m the motherfucking baddest


TIME TO SWITCH THAT SHIT UP BOY

AYE, AYE, AYE, AYE
If he touching mine
I’mma pull that nine
Got my warpaint on
I’mma go commando
If he touching mine
I’mma pull that nine
Got my warpaint on
I’mma go commando
Waves in this bitch
Cold waves in this bitch
Poseidon with the trident
Tidal waves in this bitch 
Got waves in this bitch
Cold waves in this bitch
Flooding motherfuckers make a swamp in this bitch 
WAIT!
The last time I checked man 
You ain’t really want the smoke
Pussy back down, you best watch your tone
I sit on a throne made out of the bones of 
The cunts who get a lil bit too close
Don’t get too comfortable
You looking real vulnerable
Don’t matter the season
Air it out I bring the breeze in
Blowing up like a land mine
I won’t be defeated
Competition? Man I leave em
Back at the starting line
And that is the reason
That I just buried my cleats in
Into the back your spine 
Stepping on the backs of my enemies all the way to the finish line

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