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Dope Felons Revolutionaries

Fuck tha police, fuck tha police Fuck tha police comin' straight from the underground Motherfucker got it bad 'cause I'm loud I'm not a carbon copy,

Come on You could say that I am nothing Few could say that I am something You could say that I am nothing You could say that I am nothing I don't want

it Long night and I don't want it to end I'm glad to see you coming Well, I know what they think they do Say no is what they'll say to It's my dope,

Simplistic, Domestic, Shit life processed to fit in place Pathetic, ascetic, shit life, depressed to fill in space Neglected, rejected, who wants this

Somethin's wrong with my life and I'm crazy Somethin's hard on my mind, guess who It's tough to live with the lights on maybe All we need is a spine for

Here is to tomorrow Baby, I'm feelin sick Complain the whole world's angry You make me sick With each crime you processed me You stuck me with the rest

I don't want to know your name And I do want your private number, baby All I know is that to me, you look like you're lots of fun Open up your loving

I don't need diamond rings or highpriced suits that shine Limosines and flashy things or ancient bottled wine Designer names and lavish things and million

Thoughts of prison lying in my bed Over visions dosing in my head I've already lost much more Than you could take from me I've already been much