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That`s how the police be livin in New Yorkespecially ( ? ) the South Bronxdoin every nationality who walks the streets of New York injusticeThey`re dirty, manBut anyway[ VERSE 1: Hardhead ]Here`s how it beginsStarted in the Bronx, ended up in ManhattanA cop with a label on his headFinancially overfed, now he`s wanted deadA big drug bust on the Lower East SideFive Colombians shot, five Colombians dieLittle did he know or could he tellThe five he killed were Colombian drug cartelNow he has a bullet with his name on itWithout apology and without shame on itTwo million in cash, three million in cokeThis type of loot he only took as a jokeHe stashed a million in cash, two million of the white stuffA hard day`s work without the use of his handcuffsAt the station he files his reportFive corpses who won`t make it to courtSelf-made millionaireThem he doesn`t bury, he condems em to a wheelchairHe`s spendin money like a movie starUnaware his last car is his Jaguar20 years on the forceBut in his line of work he`s his own bossHits all over town, pistols keep smokinAnd small time dealers` jaw bones are brokenConfiscated from burrough to burroughCrooked-ass cracker who won`t live to see tomorrowPlans are made to start diggin his graveWord is out: that was his last big raidThings are hecticHe now smells the odor from the shit he stepped inFellow officers are talkinEvery bust he makes, something`s always walkin(You ask yourself if you were white)A dirty cop named Harry(Why would you wanna be a cop in a black ghetto today?)( *DJ Stoneface cuts up* )(Why would you wanna be a cop in a black ghetto today?)(Why would you wanna be a cop in a black ghetto today?)(Why would you?)[ VERSE 2: Hardhead ]Headed towards his tombstoneHe`s home all alone, conversating on the phoneA knock at the door and a letter is foundIt read: decide on your burial groundHe now knows he`s been chose to be decomposedTo the dust he`ll return from dust he aroseThis night he hits a local bar for a drinkThe scene is on the brinkHe`s in the bar drinkin and drinkin and drinkinAnd thinkinTwo decades on the force, now he`s worryinAt the table his eyes begin blurringHe gets up, heads for his rideA hour to find his keys cause he`s DUIGets in, enroute to his houseOne block from his home five shots ring outFive through the windshield, all five hit his headHis car comes to a halt, so does he cause he`s deadThe hit was carried out for a greedy crooked copWho was put to a stopBut a lesson to the ones in the professionCorruption in our system is a short time blessingFive slugs for the five thugs he muggedFor 20 years of dirt he kept swept under the rugThis rhyme based on a true episodeThe beginning of another cops caseloadWe all pay the price for the load we carryAnd so did that dirty cop named Harry(You ask yourself if you were white)( *DJ Stoneface cuts up* )(Why would you wanna be a cop in a black ghetto today?)(Why would you wanna be a cop in a black ghetto today?)(Why would you wanna be a cop in a black ghetto today?)

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