Cease All Control and Grit - Class Traitor

A bullet for every boy in blue
Class traitors with no fucking clue
High on a power trip
A bullet for every boy in blue

Pigs protect property
They always have
Pigs protect property
They always will

When you call them, they're nowhere to be found
And when they finally arrive they tell you get on the ground
Put your hands on your head, don't move a muscle
'Cause if you do there's gonna be trouble

But how much longer can we take this abuse
From the pigs in blue?
When can we stand up and shoot back?

All cops are fucking bastards

All cops are fucking bastards
Put a bullet in their head and we can watch them die faster

Written by:
Grit TX

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