A lot of police officers use their position in society to bully people who don't have a gun and a badge.
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1-Tales from the city streets of Los Angeles County-
No doubt, headed to medicinal spot at the bus stop-
Smoking out, At 3rd and La Brea free reality TV-
With them bullies on scene it's the LAPD,
1.5-Watch me get stretched out street-
Because I'm not afraid of them, blowing weed on they beat,
META's not holding heat, man I'm just chilling the bus-
Stop with atmosphere lingering from the indica strained pot,
4.5-When comes two cops and META didn't run-
With the small one talking first, cause he was closest to his gun,
" I smell marijuana is that you smoking a joint, "
I say, no officer cause the blunt smokes on a different point,
4.5- " I smell marijuana, are you sure your not smoking a joint,"
Again, I say the blunts different don't mean to disappoint,
" Let me search your bag then, " I gives it to them real slow,
It's was the rookie cop with flincy finger I know,
1-Who finds the herb I blow, and the pages of my poetry-
And imagine me belligerent the flincy finger then would squeeze,
" Now take easy, stand up real slow,
Spread your legs far apart, interlock your fingers-
1-Over your head real slow, " know the dance, been here-
Before with cuffs on deep causing my wrist bloody sores,
My scars you can't ignore, coward cops clip cuffs-
Too tight submission force it, this freaking system is not right,
***1-Dante clutch the mic, keeps it hot rocking this one's for-
Anybody on street on streets stopped by police force-
Or security authorities with them guns on belt,
Who feel like Big Bullies, but they minds need help × 2***
1-Tales from the west jungle of Los Anges County no doubt,
With my voice as choice at the system man shouting out,
Ignorance justified see this makes me sick-
For centuries folks have known these laws are made for the rich-
1-State and Federal is witch, caught up in between now you up in the mix-
And there's no fighting this centuries old made fix,
Dynamite sticks brought with this Constitution then so,
We don't say shit, what I mean's the social mass and those-
1-Aapparent gatekeepers, who supposed to be speakers-
Of society's mind state who's ready to set it off-
I smoke marijuana because it's natural like that-
This relaxes the mind state keeps me at ease when I go-
1-But this State and Federal show, gots me feeling like I'm crooked,
One Black Foot Indian with peace pipe man's loving it,
Dante's on the street using fronto leaf to roll a spliff-
Smoking cannabis on planet Earth that's so legit-
1-And I doubt I'll ever quit, this no skit, yet by the day we'll see-
See me belligerent as the station call would be,
I takes it easy, stands up, real slow-
Spreads my legs far apart, interlock my fingers OO-
1-Over my head, real slow know the dance been here-
Before with cuff on deep causing my wrist bloody sores,
My screams you can't ignore from blocks away, yes they heard me say-
Police stop hurting me on purpose in West LA,
***1-Dante clutch the mic, keeps it hot rocking this one's for-
Anybody on street on streets stopped by police force-
Or security authorities with them guns on belt-
Who feel like Big Bullies, but they minds need help × 2***.
Born in Pasadena and raised in the Central Valley
of California, Philip Singer started rhyming as a young
child. Back in the day he was known as Phil Fresh, an M.C. gaining a following performing in local talent shows. METAPHYSICAL is now a non fiction storytelling M.C. on the lyric. Combining words with precisely produced beats, get your minds ready for METAPHYSICAL!
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