fuck the police!
right so we go to buy our half pint of henn and i realize i forgot my wallet. so as i turn offa union i see blue lights and i am like shit, i have a headlight out. but no, theyre all can i see your license and i am like i forgot so then it's step out of the car and get into the back of the cruiser. so theyre calling in my numbers, being total dicks (i'd had like maybe a half shot of apple vodka in water) about me smelling like liquor, then theyre making comments about al, sayin shit, like shes a drunk and what kind of friend cos friends dont let friends drive drunk from these fucking whitetrash frayser skinny white stickin out ears hasnt got laid in years takin it out on the fuckin midtown trash girls asshole fucking cops, and so when i come up negative theyre like how much do you have int he car what are you doing tonight where do you work and finally after a lot of shit and me going look i know the legal limit i have had less than one drink i'm not drunk i'll take a breathalyser right now i will blow right now all we're doing is going home...
they roll down the window, tell me to let myself out, and say, go right home. merry xmas.
so we are calling a fucking cab and going anyway.
so this is what 2pac called thug life- when They are gonna fuck with you cos of how you look, cos of your shitty car and your no war stickers, cos you're a poor weird lookin kid and you will never ever be part of their productive normal society, never put out never bend over and take it, fuck them.
grrrr.
they roll down the window, tell me to let myself out, and say, go right home. merry xmas.
so we are calling a fucking cab and going anyway.
so this is what 2pac called thug life- when They are gonna fuck with you cos of how you look, cos of your shitty car and your no war stickers, cos you're a poor weird lookin kid and you will never ever be part of their productive normal society, never put out never bend over and take it, fuck them.
grrrr.