Pharoahe Monch - Got You (Instrumental) Lyrics
Yeah YeahGet your hands up against the wall and spread themOpposition I'll just take him***** You [***** You] ***** You [***** You]Understand, I'll never kid around with youTry to resist I'll dismiss you***** You [***** You] ***** You [***** You]Basically I'm the worst nightmare you ever hadFigure a trigger happy nigger with a badgeParading around Los Angeles [Argh!]High off coke, with a banana clipFeasting off the weak street of Angeleswith a manuscript, and professional ass whippingTask force, brass nuckles a master in ass kickingIf you ask for it I'll blast for it you back-flipinNo one saw it I won't stop the clock tickingGot a rookie for a partner that's ready to fight meThe world's a merry-go-round I stereotype niggersHe's a spit in the face for pitbull and bite niggersMatter of fact, I kinda like this cat for a white niggerGet your hands up against the wall and spread themOpposition I'll just take him***** You [***** You] ***** You [***** You]Understand, I'll never kid around with youTry to resist I'll dismiss you***** You [***** You] ***** You [***** You]I got the project sorta locked they trust my logic'cos the star cops got it from guns to narcoticsMy object is to deprogram blind ya opticsYou cannot stop this mission this topic'cos you can write tickets my nigger or get paidLearn this game in the streets or get slayedcollect this cheese at the end of this mazeOr hit the desk and fill out forms for daysNeed I remind youhow easy it would be to take the city by storm with the whole force behind youShorty in the trunk and on my ankle there's a 9 too'cos psychologically the guns y
