Krs-One lyrics
Krs-One lyrics
"Sound Of Da Police lyrics"
My Kantele lyrics
Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Who say that music reckon that the kantele Was fashioned by God Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water-dog's hooked bones: It was made from grief It's belly out of hard days Its sound board from endless woes Its strings gathered from torme
Truly they lie, they talk utter nonsense Who say that music reckon that the kantele Was fashioned by God Out of a great pike's shoulders From a water-dog's hooked bones: It was made from grief It's belly out of hard days Its sound board from endless woes Its strings gathered from torme
Chorus: Woop-woop! That's the sound of da police! Woop-woop! That's the sound of the beast! Verse One: Stand clear! Don man a-talk You can't stand where I stand, you can't walk where I walk Watch out! We run New York Police man come, we bust him out the park I know this for a fact, you don't like how I act You claim I'm sellin' crack But you be doin' that I'd rather say "see ya" Cause I would never be ya Be a officer? You WICKED overseer! Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour First show a little respect, change your behavior Change your attitude, change your plan There could never reallyRoland lyricsbe justice on stolen land Are you really for peace and equality? Or when my car is hooked up, you know you wanna follow me Your laws are minimal Cause you won't even think about lookin' at the real criminal This has got to cease Cause we be getting HYPED to the sound of da police! Chorus Verse Two: Now here's a likkle truth Open up your eye While you're checking out the boom-bap, check the exercise Take the word "overseer," like a sample Repeat it very quickly in a crew for example Overseer Overseer Overseer Overseer Officer, Officer, Officer, Officer! Yeah, officer from overseer You need a little clarity? Check the similarity!
My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives He carries them all over the town at least he tries, Oh look it stopped snowing My best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard. But they caught him with his case in that public place That is what we had feared He severed segmentLet Go Of My Heart lyricsThe overseer rode around the plantation The officer is off patroling all the nation The overseer could stop you what you're doing The officer will pull you over just when he's pursuing The overseer had the right to get ill And if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill The officer has the right to arrest And if you fight back they put a hole in your chest! (Woop!) They both ride horses After 400 years, I've _got_ no choices! The police them have a little gun So when I'm on the streets, I walk around with a bigger one (Woop-woop!) I hear it all day Just so they can run the light and be upon their way Chorus Verse Thre
Hey baby whatcha trying to do? I just about had enough for you. I've been telling you again and again here is what I gotta say Let go of my Heart Let go of my Heart baby Gonna make a brand new start So let go of my Heart Hey baby whatcha trying to say? Listen to me when I explain Stop cGoblintower Breathed It's Mist lyricse: Check out the message in a rough stylee The real criminals are the C-O-P You check for undercover and the one PD But just a mere Black man, them want check me Them check out me car for it shine like the sun But them jealous or them vexed cause them can't afford one Black people still slaves up til today But the Black police officer nah see it that way Him want a salary Him want it So he put on a badge and kill people for it My grandfather had to deal with the cops My great-grandfather dealt with the cops My GREAT grandfather had to deal with the cops And then my great, great, great, great... when it's gonna stop?! Chorus
3 of 3 wandered there where Goblintower breathed it?s mist.3 of 3 wandered there with their swords exhaling of black, like a wind that never blew,but gave birth to countless storms.They would be remembered, they three whom of His flame were ever.Goblintower breathed it?s mist, a grim veil over Hor