Fuck 12! Fuck the 5-0! This Nick at night on the track! You Nazzi, coward pigs are so whack! And that's a fact Better watch your back or this Nick Nack, just might smack the trigger with my fat, pig Hating finger a bust a cap out my gat Just to watch your pignorant brains go Splatty, Tat, Tat If you Got a 5 point star on your chest/ and a tax paid gun, With a blue line flag/ on your sleeve, iiYour a certified bitch/ downright pignorant and dumb/ And we the People gonna make you bleed!/ We got more numbers than you can arrest/ And a 2nd amendment son, For purging/out the tyranny If you Got a 5 point star on your chest/ and a tax paid gun, With a blue line flag/ on your sleeve, Your a certified bitch/ downright pignorant and dumb/ And we the People gonna make you bleed!/ We got more numbers than you can arrest/ And a 2nd amendment son, For purging/out the tyranny Weak ass, coward pigs Always out here starting shit They like to escalate, and violate Especially towards the innocent They too coward for real violence So they prey on the non menacing When we exercise to remain silent They try to fence us in Kidnap us for not complying It's time we treat em like some vinecen If they're oinking, you know they're lying Tryna copsplain, like some Nazi Genesis It's time for war, too late for relying On our injustice system to stop this pig ass shit! Bitch ass Mutha Fuckas! Yall ain't nothing but some Gestapo, tyrant cock suckers! Oath breaking Traitors! That's why the people hate ya! If you Got a 5 point star on your chest/ and a tax paid gun, With a blue line flag/ on your sleeve, Your a certified bitch/ downright pignorant and dumb/ And we the People gonna make you bleed!/ We got more numbers than you can arrest/ And a 2nd amendment son, For purging/out the tyranny If you Got a 5 point star on your chest/ and a tax paid gun, With a blue line flag/ on your sleeve, Your a certified bitch/ downright pignorant and dumb/ And we the People gonna make you bleed!/ We got more numbers than you can arrest/ And a 2nd amendment son, For purging/out the tyranny Its time for blood, it's time for dying It's UP to we the People, who gotta end this shit! It's time we Finish this, like a pulled pork barbecue dish! Shoot between their eyes, and do not miss No need to aim at their vested chest Squeeze the damn trigger, let the gun do the rest! Yes, Let's put these cowards to test Guarantee they run out of breath Soon as all our led meets their heads We The People, Fed up with the Feds Let's see if they bleed red When we aim our white dots At their blue line tyrant nests If you Got a 5 point star on your chest/ and a tax paid gun, With a blue line flag/ on your sleeve, Your a certified bitch/ downright pignorant and dumb/ And we the People gonna make you bleed!/ We got more numbers than you can arrest/ And a 2nd amendment son, For purging/out the tyranny If you Got a 5 point star on your chest/ and a tax paid gun, With a blue line flag/ on your sleeve, Your a certified bitch/ downright pignorant and dumb/ And we the People gonna make you bleed!/ We got more numbers than you can arrest/ And a 2nd amendment son, For purging/out the tyranny No knock raid their departments Kill em like they do non violent people in our apartments Show up with Authority like we Cartman