True story/ they was bout to shoot in the clutch Robert Horry/ they had guns like Cory/ muafuckin police/ we was smoking/ bunch of wax/ had me looking like I'm sipping codeine/ out in Calgary this magic with out the alchemy/ the Calvary crept around at a Audi speed/ we just got back from dropping off ounces of tree/ at Fingaz house trying dab what have we shotguns and the fuzz surrounding/ sketch blew the smoke out/
"holy shit"
He need some Imodium quick/ Fingaz stood up/ the cop was moving slow as bitch/ I was just looking cause he they couldn't see me I could see um through the glass I ain't tryin to holla from the mosileuom/
Oh yo the reason I'm in Canada/ there's this dark skin punjabi kid/ smokes back woods full of purple wanna see me on the battle tip/ I flew out weed smoke on my fabric print/
And now there's to polices/ with a shotgun looking two toned peeped it/ move over or eat it this would entail/ demolition Man I don't want shit with the shells/ they put their hands up I did as well/ we walked outside saw two bitch cops sit in tail/ they aiming handguns across the street/ I want to see them with the hands cause them whores is weak/ I just walked forward/ thinking all fours/ yall whores/ fuck the law uh/ lady cop bend over let me touch the walls/ police got the upper hand cause the gun involved/ Class never run at all sure fire/ other two cops crept up on us real quiet/ me Fingaz and sketch menace real silent/ right before the cops trip psilocybin/
They like yo we getting calls that somebody over here got some heat yo/ I thinking to myself we know/ rob Roy rolled up in the joint looking like he did grand theft cheat code/
Fingaz explained to um we was shooting a music video's and the guns ain't here no more/ and they ain't care no more/ they knew we had trees and they ain't give a fuck/ if this was the states they would of shot us up/ all in the grill if you survive then they lock you up/ federal grant money for cops when they lock you up/ which means they tally up all the arrests made/ and send them into lawmakers for some extra pay/ and if you ever get killed they got everything in place/ they'll demonize the victim and the facts won't make a case/ they label you a felon for the dollars/ that's why I'm moving to Calgary its Alberta holla/.
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from Class on DOOM Beats,
released July 9, 2015
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