Mixtape - Weapons Up by Jake Kaufman Lyrics
I dislike law enforcement with a vengeance
They just bullies with the worst of intentions
Just the thought gets me and my friends so mad
Gonna find a cop and kick 'im in the gonads
I got nothin to say to no detective
No crotch protection is effective
I got a heavy dose of manual invective
Breakin cop nuts is my objective
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna roll up and punch you in the nuts till you're cryin')
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna massacre your testicles and I ain't lyin')
I daresay police is the enemy
Won't get the best of me, ain't no befriendin' me
Penitentiary, is where they sendin' me
Got a tendency of frequently offendin' me
My whole crew just up and got raided
Boys in blue got me agitated
Deputy got a fist donated
Now I'm in-car-ce-ra-ted
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna bust you in the balls till you're beggin for mercy!)
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(This gonna hurt you a whole lot more than it hurts me)
Never met a cop wasn't just a punk
Left hook, mash him right up in the junk
Wailin' on it like a heavyweight champ
Both his groin and my style got a cramp
10 to life for my rhyme execution
I see a problem with a simple solution
Never met a cop I didn't disapprove of
Ain't something that we can be solvin' thru love
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna roll up and punch you in the nuts till you're cryin')
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna massacre your testicles and I ain't lyin')
Everytime I lay my eyes on a constable
Just make me wanna act irresponsible
To be amicable, is near impossible
Coexistence is highly implausible
Gonna exercise civil disobedience
A knuckle sandwich, premium ingredients
Next time I see a patrol car
Gonna hit the pickle even if I break the jar
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna bust you in the balls till you're beggin for mercy!)
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(This gonna hurt you a whole lot more than it hurts me)
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna roll up and punch you in the nuts till you're cryin')
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna massacre your testicles and I ain't lyin')
They just bullies with the worst of intentions
Just the thought gets me and my friends so mad
Gonna find a cop and kick 'im in the gonads
I got nothin to say to no detective
No crotch protection is effective
I got a heavy dose of manual invective
Breakin cop nuts is my objective
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna roll up and punch you in the nuts till you're cryin')
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna massacre your testicles and I ain't lyin')
I daresay police is the enemy
Won't get the best of me, ain't no befriendin' me
Penitentiary, is where they sendin' me
Got a tendency of frequently offendin' me
My whole crew just up and got raided
Boys in blue got me agitated
Deputy got a fist donated
Now I'm in-car-ce-ra-ted
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna bust you in the balls till you're beggin for mercy!)
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(This gonna hurt you a whole lot more than it hurts me)
Never met a cop wasn't just a punk
Left hook, mash him right up in the junk
Wailin' on it like a heavyweight champ
Both his groin and my style got a cramp
10 to life for my rhyme execution
I see a problem with a simple solution
Never met a cop I didn't disapprove of
Ain't something that we can be solvin' thru love
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna roll up and punch you in the nuts till you're cryin')
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna massacre your testicles and I ain't lyin')
Everytime I lay my eyes on a constable
Just make me wanna act irresponsible
To be amicable, is near impossible
Coexistence is highly implausible
Gonna exercise civil disobedience
A knuckle sandwich, premium ingredients
Next time I see a patrol car
Gonna hit the pickle even if I break the jar
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna bust you in the balls till you're beggin for mercy!)
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(This gonna hurt you a whole lot more than it hurts me)
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna roll up and punch you in the nuts till you're cryin')
WEAPONS UP!
PUT YOUR WEAPONS UP!
(I'm gonna massacre your testicles and I ain't lyin')