Death Tour - Pigs (Nazi Cops) Lyrics

Nazi cops
Mutant pigs
Blood brothers militant
Milly mother f*ck the law
No attachment to establishment
Seditionary sex symbol
Millions of dead citizens
It's simple bitch
I'll slit my wrists
This system f*cking sickening

If it's you or me then I think we know who the f*ck it's gon be
If it's martial law then we wylin out til a bitch is deceased
Cause I can't go to sleep with disease on concrete
There ain't no peace
Til the body count increase

F*ck the police
Bitch we hate them
Out our cages
Rage and mayhem

F*ck the police
Bitch we hate them
Out our cages
Rage and mayhem

Break the law, break the law
Break the law, break the law
Break the law, break the law
B-b-b-break the law
Break the law, break the law
Break the law, break the law
Break the law, break the law
B-b-b-break the law

Bitch I be sending it up
Need a crisis on my hands
I need dying on demand
I Set fire to these bands
Ruckus motherf*cker
We could die in these streets
You think I'm lying, deceased
I pull up, riot, repeat

Ayyy bitch!
Guess what happened?
I was walking down the street with pretty black skin
Police go whoop whoop
So then I go running off
(Quick)
Pivot
Then hit
Bitch I let off the stick