Vio-Lence - Officer Nice - Sözleri

I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick

So Back Your Ass Up In Fear

This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear.

We Move In Groups, Head Stomping Boots

And Canisters For Tears.

Move In At Once, Through Hate We Make

Ourselves Clear.

I Am The Cop That Rips You Off

I Steal Drugs For Cash.

No Junkies Run, For Into They Get A Blast.

Big Dealers Pay, I Turn Away

Another Week Of Bought Trust.

But I'll Be Back For More Cash Or A Bust.














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Their Laws Decide - Criminals, Lawbreakers

Who Is Right - Officer Nice

Hit With Sticks - Criminals, Lawbreakers

Move Them Quick - Officer Nice.

 



Interrogate, Feelings Of Hate For You

Run Thick Through My Mind

The Bleeding Dead, Family Of Ave Left Behind

Murdering Dirt, You In My World

And Here I Dictate The Law.

And As I Swing, Your Scattered Brains Paint

The Wall



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