Blue Suit,Black Heart
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We have reports of ongoing.. corruption.. deep within the force
The very people sworn to protect us.. are the ones preying on the streets
This is Miss Wraith Gutter.. live from the gutter. Listen up
Night falls on the concrete maze, siren's glow, a wicked haze
Sergeant Slickback with the hungry eyes, rollin' slow, not for justice, but the prize
Sees a corner hustler, makin' his play
Doesn't flash the cuffs, just looks the other way
A quick handshake, a fat envelope passed
Another deal made, a shadow cast
He's the law and the cancer, a fuckin' disease
Pockets full of cheddar, doin' as he please
The badge is a shield for the dirt he's done
Under the streetlights, he's the real top gun
Got the whole damn precinct on his payroll string
While the ghetto suffers, the bluebirds sing
A song of deceit, a melody of lies
You can see the damn devil dancin' in their eyes
Blue suit, black heart, plantin' the seed
Serve and protect? Nah, they serve the greed
Takin' the dope cash, a dirty parade
The thin blue line is a goddamn charade
What
Blue suit, black heart, makin' the drop
The real kingpins ain't the kids on the block
It's the Five-O, baby, with the stick and the gun
Takin' their cut 'til the whole damn hustle is done
That money ain't clean, it's straight from the crack rock
Financed the misery all around the block
From a kid gettin' hooked, to a mother's last tear
The po-po gets richer, year after fuckin' year
Preachin' 'bout order, standin' on a stage
While they the main authors on a crime-filled page
They ain't just takin, they're part of the trade
Splittin' the profits from the hell they made
From the evidence locker, a kilo goes missin
Next day on the street, a new poison's glistenin
Who you think put it there? The ghosts in the hall
Nah, it's Officer Friendly, standin' ten feet tall
I'm watchin' from the fire escape, see the whole damn art
They ain't the peacekeepers, they just tear shit apart
Blue suit, black heart, plantin' the seed
Serve and protect? Nah, they serve the greed
Takin' the dope cash, a dirty parade
The thin blue line is a goddamn charade!
Yeah
Blue suit, black heart, makin' the drop
The real kingpins ain't the kids on the block
It's the Five-O, baby, with the stick and the gun
Takin' their cut 'til the whole damn hustle is done
They swore an oath on a bible, hand up high
To serve and to protect, what a goddamn lie
You get caught with a dime bag, they throw away the key
They run the whole damn operation, walk away free
From the rookie on patrol to the chief in his chair
They're all tangled in the web, breathin' the dirty air
So tell me, who you gonna call when the gang's in blue
When the real top thug is the one badgin' you
Yeah
Miss Wraith Gutter
Droppin' truth on this rotten city
The whole damn system.. is a setup
Always has been
Word up.
The very people sworn to protect us.. are the ones preying on the streets
This is Miss Wraith Gutter.. live from the gutter. Listen up
Night falls on the concrete maze, siren's glow, a wicked haze
Sergeant Slickback with the hungry eyes, rollin' slow, not for justice, but the prize
Sees a corner hustler, makin' his play
Doesn't flash the cuffs, just looks the other way
A quick handshake, a fat envelope passed
Another deal made, a shadow cast
He's the law and the cancer, a fuckin' disease
Pockets full of cheddar, doin' as he please
The badge is a shield for the dirt he's done
Under the streetlights, he's the real top gun
Got the whole damn precinct on his payroll string
While the ghetto suffers, the bluebirds sing
A song of deceit, a melody of lies
You can see the damn devil dancin' in their eyes
Blue suit, black heart, plantin' the seed
Serve and protect? Nah, they serve the greed
Takin' the dope cash, a dirty parade
The thin blue line is a goddamn charade
What
Blue suit, black heart, makin' the drop
The real kingpins ain't the kids on the block
It's the Five-O, baby, with the stick and the gun
Takin' their cut 'til the whole damn hustle is done
That money ain't clean, it's straight from the crack rock
Financed the misery all around the block
From a kid gettin' hooked, to a mother's last tear
The po-po gets richer, year after fuckin' year
Preachin' 'bout order, standin' on a stage
While they the main authors on a crime-filled page
They ain't just takin, they're part of the trade
Splittin' the profits from the hell they made
From the evidence locker, a kilo goes missin
Next day on the street, a new poison's glistenin
Who you think put it there? The ghosts in the hall
Nah, it's Officer Friendly, standin' ten feet tall
I'm watchin' from the fire escape, see the whole damn art
They ain't the peacekeepers, they just tear shit apart
Blue suit, black heart, plantin' the seed
Serve and protect? Nah, they serve the greed
Takin' the dope cash, a dirty parade
The thin blue line is a goddamn charade!
Yeah
Blue suit, black heart, makin' the drop
The real kingpins ain't the kids on the block
It's the Five-O, baby, with the stick and the gun
Takin' their cut 'til the whole damn hustle is done
They swore an oath on a bible, hand up high
To serve and to protect, what a goddamn lie
You get caught with a dime bag, they throw away the key
They run the whole damn operation, walk away free
From the rookie on patrol to the chief in his chair
They're all tangled in the web, breathin' the dirty air
So tell me, who you gonna call when the gang's in blue
When the real top thug is the one badgin' you
Yeah
Miss Wraith Gutter
Droppin' truth on this rotten city
The whole damn system.. is a setup
Always has been
Word up.