One of my favourite P.E. lyrics from the hazy shade of criminal track -
Only if I had one more time to kick
The rhythm that keep ripping down the door
So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes
Doors and the suits that make and break the law
Looking for my own cause I had enough bull
I can't understand it must be crooked way they planned it
Police supposed to keep the peace
But I can't trust 'em
So I keep my piece
Loaded & cocked
Cause I don't miss the block
I'm talking about the ones who don't get chained to the rock
Those who got away with the dirt and the grime
While we go away for the neighbourhood crime
Never liked what I saw in the law
Indiana tress hanging us instead of leaves (yeah)
We hanging from the roof (yeah)
By real criminals
One of my favourite P.E. lyrics from the hazy shade of criminal track -
Only if I had one more time to kick
The rhythm that keep ripping down the door
So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes
Doors and the suits that make and break the law
Looking for my own cause I had enough bull
I can't understand it must be crooked way they planned it
Police supposed to keep the peace
But I can't trust 'em
So I keep my piece
Loaded & cocked
Cause I don't miss the block
I'm talking about the ones who don't get chained to the rock
Those who got away with the dirt and the grime
While we go away for the neighbourhood crime
Never liked what I saw in the law
Indiana tress hanging us instead of leaves (yeah)
We hanging from the roof (yeah)
By real criminals