Less One

Less one, just might lose breath

Read me, my right's I've left

Less one, just might lose breath

A routine stop, that's what he called it

Registration, glovebox, license, wallet

There's blood on the drivers face and neck

So his police senses suspects it's a domestic

The girl looked like she took one to the eye

with his hand on the gun he says 'drop the keys outside'

Naturally the gentlemen asked them 'Why?'

Now the gun's coming out the holster, that's his reply

Passenger seat starts to scream

like she ain't ever seen the same thing on the TV screen

'Mam - shut your motherfucking mouth

And sir - may I suggest that you unbuckle and get out'

Door opens, left leg touched down

Within a split second upper torso was on the ground

Like god damn, you could've snapped his spine

Pigs knee to the back, hog-tied by the swine

Girlfriend's tryna hold back tears

And the driver's on the concrete yelling and swearing

Officer got a little bit lost in the zone

It all took him back to childhood, home sweet home

Doesn't understand the reasoning for being lenient

And won't give you the chance for anything but obedience

He got that from his drunk old man

Heavy-fisted bag of piss used to throw those hands

That's why he never goes easy on kids

He's got his own kids now, he knows exactly how it is

Now last week he caught his son smoking speed

So if you meet you might catch a couple broken teeth

Sometimes it can get so intense

Profiling the type that likes to put dick up in his princess

It used to be hippy's, then it was black dudes

Now she only fools around with losers, with tattoos

Well fuck em all, get on the ground dirt ball

And sing hymns for the sins that protect and serve ya'll

Peace disturbed, eat that curve

Or you're looking down the barrel of steel made of nerves

Puts his life into his work and work back into life

so wife thinks he's a jerk

Ain't no tellin what them boots might do

if she leaves him for someone that looks like you