Ride with Cops, Shoot with Robbers

Half a degree won the killing spree
No one told them they can't fuck money

Scream, scream
Hope fiend got cleaned
Scream, scream
Hope fiend got cleaned

The long shortcut fell in the dry sea
Oh, don't agree, just see in 2D

Scream, scream
Hope fiend got cleaned
Scream, scream
Hope fiend got cleaned

What memory is not on TV?
Get a pony and act real shitty

Scream, scream
Hope fiend got cleaned
Scream, scream
Hope fiend got cleaned

Who signed up to take a hint?
There's no room for sentiment
Need godliness and vanity
But land right on insanity
Tell me who's the loser in the pretty city

Jerk off, jerk on, ya jerk
Jerk off, jerk on, piece of work
Come on, turn off, don't learn
Turn on, turn out, pigs will burn

Who sells shoes made of cement?
Is a dead cop relevant?
Re-elect clown and country
Tell me if death is in 3D



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Pearson, Brian Amalfitano, Scott Osment, Jason Klein, Thomas Patrick Michael Meehan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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