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Cypress Hill
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Looking through the Eye of a Pig
作词:Louis M. Freeze, Lawrence Muggerud
I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell 'em, 'I love 'em', I'm out, hit the ride I'm out on patrol in my squad car, do I lay Where you never know if you'll be makin' it home today So many different attitudes that I come across I'm hardened and scarred tonight, feeling nobody's loss Hookers, hustlers, killers and thieves, out on the streets Got my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beat
Bound gagged raped, I'm frustrated, I hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams all up in my head, no lie Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why? Don't I get hurt 'cause there go my nerves, I got the urge To merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my pain What a fuckin' shame, I don't wanna live or paint the wall With the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all
The eye of the pig This pig, this, this, this pig
I've been on the force, over twenty years, I can say That I'm worse, than some of these motherfuckers I put away I'm in the biggest gang you ever saw, above the law Lookin' through the eye of the pig, I see it all Drug abusers, drug dealers and the gang-bangin' Pieces of shit who should be on the fuckin' noose hangin' These days you can't tell who's-who in the world Is that a whore or is that an innocent young girl? Fuck, I need a drink, and I'm almost off At the precinct, it's like an AA meeting all gone wrong
I.A. got an eye on my close friend guy 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 For takin' a supply from evidence from a bust on a buy That doesn't concern me, we never rat on each other We went through the academy just like frat brothers Midnight, I only have an hour left on my shift Think I'll get my dick sucked by this basshead bitch My marriage is all fucked, my wife is with the neighbors Subpoenaed, now I gotta sign these fuckin' divorce papers I recall, happier times, before the fall Lookin' through the eye of the pig, I see it all
Now I'm on my way, back to the station to check out So I can go home, relax, take a drink and think about My abrupt change, out of the clean, to the corrupt Lookin' through the eye of the pig, I'm all fucked No longer can I determine, who's the criminal From the innocent man down to the pedophile No one gives a fuck about me, I'm slippin' into darkness I'm comin' to grips and feelin' heartless What's this? A dark green truck, tinted windows Duly modified, probably a dope dealer inside
(Pull it over to the curb, take your keys out of the ignition) And raise your hands out the window and get 'em in high position Don't move or I'm gonna blast your fuckin' head off Just tell me where the guns and dope are and you'll get off Don't give me that bullshit, I've heard about your raps All you talkin' about is slangin' and shootin' off the scraps Ok, Mr. Freeload, get the fuck out of the truck I love it how all you fuckin' rappers think it's so funny Hit the fuckin' floor, I need no probable 'cause You got a big sack of coke in your truck so take a pause You find it funny? Get that smile off your face
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