Текст песни Cypress Hill - Looking Through the Eye of a Pig
Cypress Hill - Looking Through the Eye of a Pig слова песни
[B Real]
I wake up every morning kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids tell em I love em my mouth hit the fried
I`m out on patrol in my squad car do I lay
Where you never know if you`ll be makin it home today
So many different attitudes that I come across
I`m hard to console tonight feeling nobody`s lost
Hookers hustlers killers and thieves out on the streets
Got my mind warped just found another corpse on the beat
Bound gagged raped, I`m frustrated, I hate it
Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated
Bad dreams all up in my head, no lie
Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why
don`t I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the urge
to merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my pain
What a fuckin shame, I don`t wanna live, I paint the wall
with the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all
The eye of the pig
* DJ Muggs cuts and scratches `This pig` from _Pigs_ *
I`ve been on the force, over twenty years, I can say
that I`m worse, than some of these motherfuckers I put away
I`m in the biggest gang you ever saw, above the law
Lookin through the eye of the pig, I see it all
Drug abusers, drug dealers and the gang-bangin
Pieces of shit who should be on the fuckin news hangin
These days you can`t tell who`s-who in the world
Is that a whore, or is that, an innocent young girl?
Fuck, I need a drink, and I`m almost off
At the precinct, it`s like an AA meeting all gone wrong
I.A. got an eye, on my close friend guy
for takin a supply from evidence from a bust on a buy
That doesn`t concern me, we never rat on each other
We went through the academy, just like frat brothers
Midnight, ? left on my shift
Think I`ll get my dick SUCKED by this basshead bitch
My marriage is all FUCKED, my wife is with the neighbors
Subpeonaed, now I gotta sign these fuckin divorce papers
I recall, happier times, before the fall
Look into the eye of the pig, I see it all
... long interlude ...
Now I`m on my way, back to the station to check out
So I can go home, relax, take a drink and think about
my abrupt change, out of the clean, to the corrupt
Look into the eye of the pig, I`m all fucked
No longer can I determine, who`s the criminal
from the innocent man down, to the pedophile
No one gives a fuck about me, I`m slippin
into darkness, I`m comin to grips and feelin heartless
Watch this, a dark green truck, tinted windows
Duly modified, probably a dope dealer inside
"Pull it over to the curb, take your keys out.."
.. and raise your hands out the window and get em in high position
Don`t move, or I`m gonna blast your fuckin head off
Just tell me where the guns and dope are and you`ll get off
Don`t give me that bullshit, I`ve heard about your raps
All you talkin about is slangin and shootin off the scraps
OK, Mr. Freeload, get the FUCK out of the truck
I love it how all you fuckin rappers think it`s so funny
Hit the FUCKIN floor, I need no probable cause
You got a big sack of coke in your truck (what?) so take a pause
You find it funny? Get that smile off your face
Motherfucker take this
*beatdown ensues as words fade