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Stuart Robertz - Hazy Shade Of Criminal lyrics

[Intro]
"But he like so many other white leaders appears to have missed the point"
"Once the riot started, it went like a forest fire
It started in a lot of different places at pretty much the same time"
[Chuck D]
500 FBI agents coming after us with a license to kill
30 mil. claiming it's just a drug bust
[Flavor Flav]
They thinking they making a fly switch
Replace the devil with a witch
Dirty bitch
[Chuck D]
Reach uppity reach gotta reach
Power to the people & the beats

[Verse 1]
Some people accuse some people of crimes
Some people get away with losing my rhyme
They don't like where I'm coming from
So they play dumb
Dumb diggety-dumb-diggety-dumb
But I'm telling you what they do
Everybody plays a fool
While the real thief cools in a pool
He who got the finger on the war button
Talking loud & saying nothing
TV got them bigger than life
All he needs is a knife
Who's the criminal?

[Verse 2]
To the blind, deaf & dumb
Hard to see them coming
But they come, here they come
Don't be dumb-diggety-dumb
Politicians writing bad checks
Still they getting wrecked
Going for a niggas neck
Rolling in a blue & white gang
Ready to bang-biggety-bang
Hanging 'round the hanging rope
Nope n-o-p-e
I ain't bending for the soap
Never understood why the 'hood
Half a who's in the joint
Now they got me losing my point
Gotta have it going on
Born criminal born

[Verse 3]
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Take a piece of America back, but who had it first
Hear the Indian curse
Robbed & stole so many so much
It ain't funny
Now who got 'em face on money
Politician passing a bill, paid in full
C-note rocking in a pocket
How they living making sure they
Locking us up I got a feeling I'm.. (sound effects)
When it come to something we say
What they don't like is a brother like me on the mic
In fact to the gritty ain't none of us wack
Noriega had back
Jeffrey Dahmer enter the room without cuffs
How the hell do we set stuffed
In the back of a cell
On an isle
Ain't it wild
What's criminal?

Power to the People & the Beats

[Verse 4]
Only if I had one more time to kick
The rhythm that keep ripping down the door
So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes
Doors and the suits that make and break the law
Looking 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 'em
So I keep my piece
Loaded & cocked
Cause I don't miss the block
I'm talking about the ones who don't get chained to the rock
Those who got away with the dirt and the grime
While we go away for the neighborhood crime
Never liked what I saw in the law
Indiana trees hanging us instead of leaves (yeah)
We hanging from the roof (yeah)
By real criminals

[Flavor Flav]
They thinking they making a fly switch
Replace the devil with a witch
Dirty bitch

[Chuck D]
Reach uppity reach gotta reach
Power to the people & the beats

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