FTP

So one night me and my,
some dude at my crew and this shit
is gonna hit the spot along the green line
you live up so we have to paint that
fit the wall to stations away a couple of days back
check it, the discope was filling it out, and
we knew that the wall was on a CSJ route,
then again what isnt is a wall they dont check
is a wall they this fuck yeah
it was perfect, perfect you from the metro
but had a funny feeling in my stomach from
the get go, next thing I knew
we was at the spot. fuck CSJ,
fuck being caught
I was on the east side of U-town roaming round
saturday night fight fo slowing down
pigs stepping up, stopped us, started talking
for no reason, three guys just started walking
just there the taxi showed up to dentsy
between us lets keep this a little secret
said I had the pupil yeah its dark out
so my mom could remove carpark
told them clubs for fishing the pen for sign
the final discs and shit yes I did mind this
wasnt their business tryna mind mine
you wanna take me downtown
pig o right fine
im such a toy I take time to write signs
and they were both on when I was on my outline
got the piece looking derp
he was telling me not to work
she was telling me to hurt
I was signing a peace bath then declairing a war when
all of a sudden we was here in the car, and
worst case scenerio fearing the lawman
peak round the corner sure enough that they arent there
we spun around me and the dude
jump the fence cross the track
aint no looking back no stopping man
on top of that was supposed to lose all cans
forgot the plan let go of all bruce that just ran
PIGS CANT KEEP UP WITH THE TIMES RIGHT IN FRONT EM
1, 2, 3
pigs cant keep up with the times right in front em
1, 2, 3
pigs cant keep up with the times right in front em
1, 2, 3
pigs cant keep up with the times right in front em
1, 2, 3
at the station, nothing to hide just