Well I'm running police on my back I've been hiding police on my back There was a shooting police on my back And the victim well he wont come back What
Police on my back) Hiding (Police on my back) Running (Police on my back) Hiding (Police on my back) I'm running down the railway track Could you help me? Police on my
Tradução: The Clash. Police On My Back.
, yeah [Verse 1] For niggaz up in they mom's crib listenin To this unadulterated Nas shit wishin it was then Instead a, me on this track on this beach
weak (Another one) And he has no style (Ugh) Whatcha got for um? [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Ok.Let me put my gloves on and my scrubs on. Dr.Carter to the rescue
get in them furious fist on my wrist is gonna get them and you [Sick Jacken] out of frictions comes static causing mad panic on the streets, the dramatic
physicly swing dem, thats why i haven't clashed anybody since long son den some win seng, If i hear mans say my name al ring them, if i hear any skeng talk on
I got my own sound, I don't sound like the rest And even my attire and my choice of dress And not long ago I don't spoke English My point is police
dig that They call me Prospect, I just came back from? Had this track on pause, now I'm back on course It's lost on the Ave, tryin' to take my life from
't ever mention Dash or Hoffa It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters Remember me? Got jumped on TNT Next week, back pump TNT All my niggaz
And he has no style. (Ugh) What cha? got for ?em? Verse 1 (Lil Wayne) Ts?Okay, let me put my gloves on and my scrubs on. Dr. Carter to the rescue.
, originality, ugh, his flow is weak Another one and he has no style, ugh What?cha got for ?um? Okay, let me put my gloves on and my scrubs on Dr. Carter
just an Audioslave on the run, in a SoundGarden waiting for this Blackhole Sun to come. My crew is my feelings, sprayed Led like Zeppelin. Trying to find my
the home of all showdowns Come into my kingdom, sirens rattle eardrums It ain?t one on one no more, it's gun on gun Bullets take the place of fists,
