No Luv 4 The Law

You can accept it. You will leave those state troopers 
guttered with their own barbarity. If you can accept it, 
you will do something that will transform conditions here, 
so im not worried this afternoon. However dark it may be. 
However difficult it may be. I know that it is true that 
truth whatever understand it. Wrong forever on the throne.

I been trying to gather my niggas for battle/We outta 
control we cant be handled/We shake the police in the stand
 off 44 magnum bustin it random at'em/Getting ready for the
 chaos soon ill be bustin my shit at the mayor/If you get 
caught up with nothin to save ya, gauges spray and break ya
 down nowhere/Know where before them attackin/Im gonna 
relay all the bullets and shoot it if it aint black owned 
then we loot it/Dont get reloaded burn this bitch down lets
 do it/We aint marchin we aint talkin we keepin our eye on 
the target/ So as soon as the shit get started we gon pop 
pop pop pop that body pop that body/Them popo don't want 
beef, they want this war out on the streets with me and my 
T.H.U.G.S/Bitch you freeze you under arrest and you got the
 right to die and guess who's pullin the switch? And I cant
 wait to see you fry

Got no luv 4 the law/But I shed blood for my dogs/Got no 
luv 4 the law/But I shed blood for my dogs

Today, it's time to stop, singing and start swinging. You 
cant sing up on freedom. But you can swing up on some 
freedom.

I never did have no love for the system/Man them law aint 
fit to protect me/Im just a nigga tryin to live the 
American dream/But you wanna arrest me and for 
what?/Because im shinin blingin mad because I rhyme and 
sing, I got too much money I got too many guns/Your pitiful
 life aint got no meaning and I know you schemin, L-Burna 

done got legit now, bitch you sit on the ground you get on 
the ground you aint talkin that shit now/Wanna spit rounds,
 ya know the cop'll bring the regime and 
helicopters/Strapped, with Techs and 9, for ones in the sky
 I got a grenade launcher/Aint nuthin to do today, so what 
ima do?/Ima bust on the cops/Shoot the street light out on 
the block, dial 9-1-1 sit back and watch/I can hear them 
sirens comin, ima teach these foos not to fuck with me and 
the outcome was a catastrophe/ Doin this one squeeky till 
my brothers free!

United we stand divided we fall, for the same bullshit like
 snipers on Whitehouse lawns/On that good shit, niggas from
 Compton to Africa on that thug shit, Reginald Denny, no 
comment/I lost my blood with the gat that Carlos, gave us 
Lord/I cant love shit, as the police extend they givens/Im 
above, these conceptions, I know they attentions, with war 
with my Smith & Wesson/Pulla me weapon, embrace in the 
Lord/Feel the spiritual resurrection through my pores/In 
the storm with the allies of war/ No, college scholarships 
shit, gotta get it, gotta burst the clip, on the block 
warriors plottin on king pin licks/Flip burgers I just cant
 see it, Ima face more green with Bone Thugs and one night,
 no secrets/Fuck the Feds, it aint no love at all for me 
and pull me over with police dogs lickin my scrotum