Текст песни Cypress Hill - Looking Through the Eye of a Pig
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[B-Real]I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbyeHug my kids, tell `em I love `em, I`m out, hit the rideI`m out on patrol, in my squad car, do I layWhere you never know, if you`ll be makin it home todaySo many different attitudes, that I come acrossI`m hardened and scarred tonight, feeling nobody`s lossHookers hustlers killers and thieves, out on the streetsGot my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beatBound gagged raped, I`m frustrated, I hate itFound a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilatedBad dreams all up in my head, no lieSometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, whydon`t I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the urgeto merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my painWhat a fuckin shame, I don`t wanna live, or paint the wallwith the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it allThe eye of the pig* DJ Muggs cuts and scratches `This pig` from _Pigs_ *I`ve been on the force, over twenty years, I can saythat I`m worse, than some of these motherfuckers I put awayI`m in the biggest gang you ever saw, above the lawLookin through the eye of the pig, I see it allDrug abusers, drug dealers and the gang-banginPieces of shit who should be on the fuckin noose hanginThese days you can`t tell who`s-who in the worldIs that a whore, or is that, an innocent young girl?Fuck, I need a drink, and I`m almost offAt the precinct, it`s like an AA meeting all gone wrongI.A. got an eye, on my close friend guyfor takin a supply from evidence from a bust on a buyThat doesn`t concern me, we never rat on each otherWe went through the academy, just like frat brothersMidnight, I only have an hour left on my shiftThink I`ll get my dick SUCKED by this basshead bitchMy marriage is all FUCKED, my wife is with the neighborsSubpeonaed, now I gotta sign these fuckin divorce papersI recall, happier times, before the fallLookin through the eye of the pig, I see it all{... long interlude ...}Now I`m on my way, back to the station to check outSo I can go home, relax, take a drink and think aboutmy abrupt change, out of the clean, to the corruptLookin through the eye of the pig, I`m all fuckedNo longer can I determine, who`s the criminalfrom the innocent man down, to the pedophileNo one gives a fuck about me, I`m slippininto darkness, I`m comin to grips and feelin heartlessWhat`s this? A dark green truck, tinted windowsDuly modified, probably a dope dealer inside"Pull it over to the curb, take your keys out of the ignition...".. and raise your hands out the window and get em in high positionDon`t move, or I`m gonna blast your fuckin head offJust tell me where the guns and dope are and you`ll get offDon`t give me that bullshit, I`ve heard about your rapsAll you talkin about is slangin and shootin off the scrapsOK, Mr. Freeload, get the FUCK out of the truckI love it how all you fuckin rappers think it`s so funnyHit the FUCKIN floor, I need no probable causeYou got a big sack of coke in your truck (what?) so take a pauseYou find it funny? Get that smile off your faceMotherfucker take this {*beatdown ensues as words fade*}