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A high speed police chase has come to an end. Police tell us the driver shot at cars during the chase, where speeds go up to a hundred miles an hour. You could see the suspect vehicle badly damaged, uh just off the side of the road there. We understand there was a shootout and from police radio transmissions we heard a report that the suspect was down
Look over my shoulder and the pigs are right behind me
The naked body riding shotgun with no head
They on my ass with the flashing lights they trying to blind me
Not knowing I'm packing a sawn off shotgun full of lead
You golden patch motherfuckers came across a goldmine
But I make you throw a float the mother wanna rest
The first to run I put this motherfucking gun up
Better have this vest cause I'm gonna blast you in the chest Yeah!
I got more drugs in my possession then the Walgreens
I got an axe and gotta mash myself a face
Was about to go on a bloody humblish mumblish dope fiends
Then things looked up and I had to take them on a chase
I'm chugging a yega out the bottles then he's swerving
I'm doing a hundred with no lights on a busy road into a pole
Crashing burning smashing into each other cars are mashing
Bullets are flying in all the directions leaving me no time for me to reload
Out to find me, Pigs!
Right behind me, Pigs!
Don't remind me pigs right up on my ass yo
Drugs!
And a body
Slugs!
And a shotty
In my truck I'm drunk as fuck and the pigs up on my ass
Mr. SWAT hat on my tail
Here piggy piggy
Your fucking fait is waiting
I'm bout to make some bacon
I'm bout to cook some pork
Mark that thing cook his corpse
Leave him in the streets squealing
Dying in the streets bleeding
Officer down is the sound as the pistol spark
Tough lines with my partner fess as it hits its mark
Left and face down in the mud in the dark
Leaking as he's twitching hard lucky that I missed his heart
The ambulance scooped his body up near the park
Call me the son of sam 45 gun in hand
Laughing while I got a fucking body in the trunk stash
Remington hair trigger shotty for the punk ass
Police no peace treaty just gun shots
21 gun salute this is what it's coming to
An all out war on them pigs
Like an Hawaiian cook out
And big fuck you's
This is big bud blues
Out to find me, Pigs!
Right behind me, Pigs!
Don't remind me pigs right up on my ass yo
Drugs!
And a body
Slugs!
And a shotty
In my truck I'm drunk as fuck and the pigs up on my ass
I ran a light while trying to light a fucking blunt yo
So right away and then I spot the pigs
They pull me over life's a bitch cause she's a cunt yo
And they approach me with their fingers on the trigs
Talkin about they see no license
Talkin about get out the car
Talkin about they want to search it
That's when I knew they went to far
That's when I knew I had to blast them
That's when I knew they had to go
Pulled a grenade out the central compartment
Ripped out the pin so it was ready to blow
I threw it at him like a baseball
Then hit the gas and heard a ground shake and boom
Behind my back explosion blew out half my windows
They won't be bothering me no more it might a seemed yeah
Who would've known these motherfuckers called for back up
Who would've known there's a Dunkin Donuts down the block
Now packs a dozen from behind me better back up
No more grenades must feel like gunthers loaded Glock
Out to find me, Pigs!
Right behind me, Pigs!
Don't remind me pigs right up on my ass yo
Drugs!
And a body
Slugs!
And a shotty
In my truck I'm drunk as fuck and the pigs up on my ass

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