Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig (исполнитель: Cypress Hill)
Looking Through The Eye Of Pig [B-Real] I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell 'em I love 'em, I'm out, hit the ride I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay Where you never know, if you'll be makin it home today So many different attitudes, that [bad word] across I'm hardened and scarred tonight, feeling nobody's loss Hookers hustlers killers and thieves, out on the streets Got my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beat Bound gagged raped, I'm [bad word] I hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams all up in my head, no lie Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why don't I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the urge to merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my pain What a [bad word] shame, I don't wanna live, or paint the wall with the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all The eye of the pig * DJ Muggs cuts and scratches 'This pig' from _Pigs_ * I've been on the force, over twenty years, I can say that I'm worse, than some of these [bad word] I put away I'm in the biggest gang you ever saw, above the law Lookin through the eye of the pig, I see it all [bad word] abusers, [bad word] dealers and the gang-bangin Pieces of [bad word] who should be on the [bad word] noose hangin These days you can't tell who's-who in the world Is that a [bad word] or is that, an innocent young girl? [bad word] I need a drink, and I'm almost off At the precinct, it's like an AA meeting all gone wrong I.A. got an eye, on my close friend guy for takin a supply from evidence from a bust on a buy That doesn't concern me, we never rat on each other We went through the academy, just like frat brothers Midnight, I only have an hour left on my shift Think I'll get my [bad word] SUCKED by this basshead [bad word] My marriage is all [bad word] my wife is with the neighbors Subpeonaed, now I gotta sign these [bad word] divorce papers I recall, happier times, before the fall Lookin through the eye of the pig, I see it all {... long interlude ...} Now I'm on my way, back to the station to check out So I can go home, relax, take a drink and think about my [bad word] change, out of the clean, to the [bad word] Lookin through the eye of the pig, I'm all [bad word] No longer can I determine, who's the criminal from the innocent man down, to the pedophile No one gives a [bad word] about me, I'm slippin into darkness, [bad word] to grips and feelin heartless What's this? dark green [bad word] tinted windows Duly modified, probably a dope dealer inside "Pull it over to the curb, take your keys out of the ignition..." .. and raise your hands out the window and get em in high position Don't move, or I'm gonna blast your [bad word] head off Just tell me where the guns and dope are and you'll get off Don't give me that [bad word] I've heard about your raps All you talkin about is slangin and shootin off the scraps OK, Mr. Freeload, get the [bad word] out of the [bad word] I love it how all you [bad word] rappers think it's so funny Hit the [bad word] floor, I need no probable cause You got a big sack of coke in your [bad word] (what?) so take a pause You find it funny? Get that smile off your face [bad word] take this {*beatdown ensues as words fade*}