Dem Laws

[Hook x2: Pimp C sample of "One Day" by UGK]

Dem Laws is try'na lock us up for the whole century

Dem-dem Laws is

Dem-dem Laws is laws is

Dem laws is try'na lock us up for the whole century

Dem-dem-dem Laws is

Dem-dem-dem-dem Laws is

[Verse 1: K-Rino]

How come y'all like to bother people on the Black folk side of town?

We can even throw a block party without y'all tricks coming around

Everyday all they wanna do is hit you hard

What'cha looking for I don't sit on no bar

Ripping up seats in my brand new car, damn man y'all taking this shit too far

Preposterous, just cause of who I am I get harassed

I just ask you for your bag number and damn you wanna blast?

Try'na shatter me and break me like a hammer too some glass

They'll slam on the glass, even with that camera on the dash

Mr. Grandma poting hash my homegirl Pamela had stashed

Flunked an exam from ghetto class her first day amateur capass

He was mad because we had bang and it was jamming on blast

I should of ran cause I don't think his fat ass stand under calass

They might follow you from yo dow to Mexico

Hope your gun acidently go off and shoot you through your own ass like Plexico

In fifety-nine pieces your vest I'll blow

These police getting took out everyday keep harassing you'll be the next to go

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: K-Rino]

These pigs used to wanna peel you

What'cha mean used to they still do

Make no mistake as you living in the ghetto these policies out to kill you

The whole department's racist, pull you over in the darkest places

When they walk up on ya pull ya piece and let it spark in they faces

Go to the courthouse everyday the same replay

Satan in a form of the cops the judge and the D.A.

The truth is most Black people are lacking info

They never knew about the Willie Linchletter or the Jim Crow

They want'cha dead or locked up so they keep coming hard

Blood shed they'll never both, they'll shoot ya in ya momma's yard

We having a party we done sold up the whole block

What's the occasion? A racist cop just got his ass popped

YAY! some of y'all might think this just a song

But this goin keep on happenin' til' y'all learn to leave us alone

The next stunt will make the whole hood go crazy

What kind of coward would use a taser on an old lady?

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: K-Rino]

Fuck dem laws (fuck em)

Try'na lock a nigga up for the whole century

Put a nigga in jail and don't give a damn about what he pleed

They take yo cash, strip yo ass, fingerprint, and take yo belt

Make you bend over and cough (gasps) goddamn I ain't got nothing else

First of all I'm in this bitch and I really don't even suppose to be

I was at the club chillin and two muthafuckers lied on me

Now find a case, pay a lawyer and I still got bills on my back

I got caught up in some bullshit real talk, nigga I do this

I suppose, I should write my judge a long letter

And tell her I ain't coming back, and she owe me fifty stacks

And my daddy always told me never never get scared nigga

Looked him in the eyes stand strong you a man nigga

So fuck it (HA) two teels in the bucket (come on)

All of the D.A.'s prosecutors and judges can suck it

K-Water clans for fuckin' killa

Ready to murk, every five-o nigga, forealla

[Hook x4]