Lyrics

Put cha mask on
I ain't going
**** steady whoin
Riding pass police
I know that they noid
Man you scared of police
Don't you know they know me
But you busy shooting **** dead on the street
Boy carry yo ass to the army
Or come get on the right team
For you end up
For you end up
For you end up
Vulture meat
Crooked cop Crooked cop Crooked cop
Make it hard for the righteous
Crooked cop Crooked cop Crooked cop
Make it hard for the righteous ones
We don't want that sh we want that hazard pay
Cause we risking our lives on a day to day
This for the fedex workers
Man them **** hurting
Imma pull the curtain
Talk to fred smith in person
He was calvin
I was Django
Lavar know what i'm talkin bout
And if he don't clean up he'll get a dingus in his cracker barrel
I talk to a virgin in the mound
She said khanjf when she get out of this town
She wasn't like nobody and I wasn't like them neither
You keep on working they gone keep on beating ya
Til ya vulture meat
Crooked Cracker Cracker Barrel Cooked Cop
Make it hard for the righteous
Crooked Cop Cracker Barrel Cracker Barrel
Make it hard for the righteous ones
Vulture meat
Like vultures that feast on dead and sometimes decomposed bodies
We don't want that sh we want that hazard pay
Awu
We don't want that sh we want that hazard pay
Yea
We don't want that shit we want that hazard pay
Ooo
We don't want that sh we want that hazard pay
Laye
Written by: Elliott Leon Sirah
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