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SINGER: Paris
SONG:Coffee Donuts And Death
12:15 layin real low at night Creep in a jeep hit the corner tight Bout to go clip they wigs But gotta keep a niggy clean One time [blam] this is so they momma cry Y�all shoulda eased up when i told you last time But now i gotta do it the hard way P a y back day Then we see em the black and white on sixth street Cut a left in the lot of mickey d�s And pulled up to the window Ssshhh! big mel creeped on him real slow He could see when he looked at me That a brother wasn�t thinkin bout shit but the payback Rollin with a panther, trained well No need for the holler, and fuck jail Packin two gats in the ride But the black still had, the element of suprise Now i�m aimin straight for the dome Cause i�m thinkin about my homey�s mom alone Cryin cause her baby�s dead man This pig�s gonna kiss the lead man As an example so all the blue coats know You get poached when you fuck with black folk Said it til my voice was hoarse I ain�t down with excessive force But of course i wasn�t heard so i�m silent now Black folk can�t be non-violent now I�d rather just lay you down, spray you down Til justice come around Cause without it there�ll be no peace The only motherfuckin pig that i eat is police Do it like jay said, throw in work Stand feet, retreat in guerilla spurts And see that the caps are peeled like potatoes Cause this is a war and pigs hate us If ya don�t think so ask nina g Cause she was raped two times by opd By a motherfucking pig named riley So when i pitch i don�t flinch or smile, see I just lay low for the night to come Rounded up the click, i straight dropped the bomb And got with k-cloud for the blowaway Ran far, rented a car, took off the plates And come back through to the place where Everybody knew that they was gonna show they face at Stepped up, crept up, as i held my breath And then i squeezed, coffee, donuts, and... [blam blam blam, blam, blam] [officer down, we need backup, there�s an office down here Oh shit!] ...death
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