Swine Flu by Blaze Ya Dead Homie Lyrics
[Chorus]
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Why don't you back off? (Pig)
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Dirty pigs givin' me the swine flu!
[Verse 1]
Who's that cop with the demon face
Right behind me, givin' chase?
I'm feelin' dizzy, seeing red and blue
These are the symptoms of swine flu
Admit me in, receive the treatment
Cold wall, blanket, and concrete bench
Bread and water, a sneeze and cough
Hallucinations of blowing a head off
Pay the bill and I'm free to go
Some are terminally ill and still on death row
I wanna live my life, healthy and free
But crooked pigs always fuck with me
Swine flu, don't call it a bug
Imma beat this guard with a .38 slug
Take my Sudafed and shoot a head
This swine flu quickly spread [?]
[Chorus]
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Why don't you back off? (Pig)
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Dirty pigs givin' me the swine flu!
[Post-Chorus]
My temperature's risin', fever hundred and two
I got the filthy pigs on me, givin' me the swine flu
[Verse 2]
You take me in for a sack of bammer?
Give me six months, drop the hammer
You scared of real crooks, see that's why!
You jack your dick watching CSI
Dirty police, filthy pigs
You're movin' cocaine in them semi-rigs
But you stay busy, pullin' over kids
And pushin' them around like you Mr. Bigs
[Bridge]
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
[Verse 3]
Crooked ass pig, I'm pullin' you over
Get out the car, aim my revolver
Slam your face down against the hood
Dirty motherfucker, I wish you would
I call for backup to help me smack up
This bitch, another dead cop we rack up
No trumpet, no parade, or gunshot
Just thugs pissin' on your grave plot
[Chorus]
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Why don't you back off? (Pig)
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Dirty pigs givin' me the swine flu!
[Post-Chorus]
My temperature's risin', fever hundred and two
I got the filthy pigs on me, givin' me the swine flu
[Outro]
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Why don't you back off? (Pig)
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Dirty pigs givin' me the swine flu!
[Verse 1]
Who's that cop with the demon face
Right behind me, givin' chase?
I'm feelin' dizzy, seeing red and blue
These are the symptoms of swine flu
Admit me in, receive the treatment
Cold wall, blanket, and concrete bench
Bread and water, a sneeze and cough
Hallucinations of blowing a head off
Pay the bill and I'm free to go
Some are terminally ill and still on death row
I wanna live my life, healthy and free
But crooked pigs always fuck with me
Swine flu, don't call it a bug
Imma beat this guard with a .38 slug
Take my Sudafed and shoot a head
This swine flu quickly spread [?]
[Chorus]
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Why don't you back off? (Pig)
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Dirty pigs givin' me the swine flu!
[Post-Chorus]
My temperature's risin', fever hundred and two
I got the filthy pigs on me, givin' me the swine flu
[Verse 2]
You take me in for a sack of bammer?
Give me six months, drop the hammer
You scared of real crooks, see that's why!
You jack your dick watching CSI
Dirty police, filthy pigs
You're movin' cocaine in them semi-rigs
But you stay busy, pullin' over kids
And pushin' them around like you Mr. Bigs
[Bridge]
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
[Verse 3]
Crooked ass pig, I'm pullin' you over
Get out the car, aim my revolver
Slam your face down against the hood
Dirty motherfucker, I wish you would
I call for backup to help me smack up
This bitch, another dead cop we rack up
No trumpet, no parade, or gunshot
Just thugs pissin' on your grave plot
[Chorus]
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Why don't you back off? (Pig)
Why don't you back off? (Motherfuckers)
Dirty pigs givin' me the swine flu!
[Post-Chorus]
My temperature's risin', fever hundred and two
I got the filthy pigs on me, givin' me the swine flu
[Outro]
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...
Pull over to the side...