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PS:

Le Fu- tää keskustelu tatuoinneist o alkan himottaaa :S eniten täs vituttaa se ku on se luonnos selvän päässä mut en saa sitä paperille >: L

kiitti tinalle ku sendi tän <3

JOS KIRJOTAN SANAN HEVONEN GALTSUCHATTIIN NII KUULUU HIRNAHDUS MITÄ TÄMÄ ON

nää o kyl ihanii nää 2h hypärit keskel päivää <3

OHOHHOHOO tää biisi kyl pärisee pitkäst aikaa
OLDSCHOOL OFFSPRING<3


When cops are taking care of business I can understand
But the L.A. story's gone way out of hand
Their acts of aggression, they say they're justified
But it seems an obsession has started from the inside
They're shooting anyone who even tries to run
They're shooting little kids with toy guns
Take it to a jury but they don't give a damn
Because the one who tells the truth is always the policeman

CHORUS
Beat all the niggers
Beat whoever you see
Don't need a reason
(We're) L.A.P.D.

The city of L.A. feels like a prison
With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by
Martial law ain't no solution
Police brutality's just social pollution

Beat all the white trash
Beat whoever you see
Don't need a reason
(We're) L.A.P.D.

They say they're keeping the peace
But I'm not buying it because a billy club ain't much of a pacifier
"Protecting your freedom"
Now that's just a lie
It's an excuse for power that's more like an alibi
Law and order doesn't really matter
When you're the one getting bruisedand battered
You take it to a jury, they'll throw it in your face
Because justice in L.A. comes in a can of mace