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Only if I had one more time to kick the rhythm that keeps rippin' down the door.
So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes doors and the suits that make I'm break the law.
Lookin' for my own 'cause I had enough bull.
I can't understand it, must be crooked way they planned it.
Police supposed to keep the peace but I can't trust them so I keep my piece.
Loaded & cocked 'cause I don't miss the block.
I'm talkin' about the ones who don't get chained to the rock.
Fools, they got away with the dope and the crime.
While we go away for the neighbourhood crime