yeah. this for my brotha. Tony Touch, Dead Prez.    Fuck the Police...      You couldn't ever understand how my mind ticks   I'm on some old school crime shit    where niggas hold tools and keep the dimes lit   Ain't no rules when these iron shots is thrown   Dun, this heat burn through ya flesh straight to the bones   I reach for the buddha sess & zone   I'll probably have a future of stress, state-impressed and be alone   but as far as the present time, it's on   I represent mine til I return to the essence    and I'm dead & gone   Nobody wanna be broke & you neither   But put me on the corner watch me catch a quick case of CREAM fever   If you be poppin shit, my niggas won't believe ya    probably punch you in the face & take ya wallet when we see ya    but son it gets deeper   I'm runnin wit a click that speed a hundred by the grim reaper   To all my niggas in the man keeper let your situation be a teacher   Ain't nothin' like an education   When I was locked down i learned about patience and dedication   and not say shit unless you need a motherfuckin' face lift   And as a youth I was an outcast   Runnin' round with pellet guns playin' war   But now it's all about cash    And say no more. I keep it raw, keep a gun   I'll go to hell wit a slug in my jaw 'fore I obey they law   And love, it ain't no secret   My previous lifestyle, juvenile delinquent   Devious night prowl was frequent, creepin'   Reach for your shit? Don't even think it   Nigga get slick and try to cock it   Unless you want your face shot, drop it   Crime rule the world and ain't a Jake that could stop it      [hook]    I'm caught up, caught up in the mix and shit   and I ain't tryin' to hear shit   Yo my crew got cash ta get   Blast you wit the pistol if I have to   In my mind, its all about cash in the fistful (x2)      Yeah, Fuck the police (x6)      I'm a no-meat-eatin', vegetarian, revolutionary people army...yeah, yeah      I hold the weed too long when I be thinkin' bout my mom   and all this things gone wrong in the past   and what we do for this cold hard cash   Nowadays it seems like we age fast in dog years   like 7 to 1.   Though I was born back in '72, I'm still young   When I speak dun, I speak it for millions of children   and tax payin' black kids who never said they prayers   Blame it on the governments and mayors    'cause they pimps and players   With the tracks on they arms as old as I am   Watch what you be doin' 'cause they see you through the skycam   Power means the man who controls the land   He hold the key to selling drug paraphernalia and contraband   Its something like pushin' narcotics   Cigarettes and tar products   Some people say you cant trust an addict   But I believe that life is a habit   And that's why we teachin our seeds how to load an automatic   I'm one with my gun, I love it like my first son   It protects me and makes sure the Jakes respect me...   I'm one with my gun, I love it like my first son   It protects me and makes sure the Jakes respect me...      Dead Prez 9-8   Fuck the Police, yeah. Tone Touch.   Put the whole bag in the dutch    its never too much. it's never too much for Tone Touch...