Memoirs of a Pig lyrics

(Intro) (sample)
We don't want to do anything to scare your children
That's the last thing we want to do. We don't want to scare anybody

(VERSE 1)
Grew up in a small town
A town called Hicksville
That's if you're white
If you're black, Willie Lynchville
Strange fruits hang from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves
Black bodies swing in the southern breeze
And we'll be getting no sleep until we spread this hate all 'round the world
In three months I'll be the police
I'm halfway through the academy
I graduate from a cadet to a captain of casualties
Pickin' n*ggas off like n*ggas picking some cotton
My great-great-great grandfather did some slave shopping
At the slave auction always the highest bidder
Generations later that legacy is still with us
KKK all in my DNA but no more white sheets, you get to see my face
I get my gun, my badge and my uniform today
Plus my cruiser and my lights flash at yo' ass on {?}

(BRIDGE)
Got a BWD, that's Black While Driving
I'm calling for back-up before I flick on the sirens
Get my gun out and c*ck it
Before approaching the car
Because you a n*gga
n*gga with the E.R
Cuff you then f*ck you the f*ck up
Before reading your rights
Kill you in cold blood and say I'm scared for my life
Beat the case and keep my job even though it's on camera
Ain't no justice for a f*ckin' monkey dude, this is America
(CHORUS)
You'd better stay in your home
'Cos we on patrol
Badge is my rag
My gang is too strong
We out for your kind
You won't live long
Killing minorities
Abusing authority
I don't give a f*ck about yo' life if you ain't white
Watch you drown in a pool of your own blood asking for Christ
Life flash in front of you like them red and blue lights
We get away with this so we do it all the time

(VERSE 2)
Oh I love it when they march and protest in the streets
It's funny 'cos they just gon' kill each other in a week
It's bittersweet
One more n*gga added on the list of homicides
With the bullets from the gun that took his life
It wasn't mine
I get a hard-on when they take they last breath
It gets me off, me and my wife don't ever have to have sex
I'm the law to boys and Blue Lives Matter
What's a black life?
Stressin', collecting welfare cheques and suckin' on crack pipes
So I'mma put you all out yo' misery
Y'all should thank me
And stop f*ckin' complaining
I'm doing you spooks a favour
Empty clips into your "don't shoot" shirts
Plant a gun on yo' dead body
Say you tried to shoot first
Better off dead in the grave than life in the penitentiary
Yo mama cryin' on live TV gives me energy
To wake up every morning, have my coffee and donut
I would continue with this story but hold up...
(BRIDGE)
Got a BWD, that's Black While Driving
I'm calling for back-up before I flick on the sirens
Get my gun out and c*ck it
Before approaching the car
Because you a n*gga
n*gga with the E.R
Cuff you then f*ck you the f*ck up
Before reading your rights
Kill you in cold blood and say I'm scared for my life
Beat the case and keep my job even though it's on camera
Ain't no justice for a f*ckin' monkey dude, this is America

(CHORUS)
You'd better stay in your home
'Cos we on patrol
Badge is my rag
My gang is too strong
We out for your kind
You won't live long
Killing minorities
Abusing authority
I don't give a f*ck about yo' life if you ain't white
Watch you drown in a pool of your own blood asking for Christ
Life flash in front of you like them red and blue lights
We get away with this so we do it all the time
(OUTRO)
(siren sounds)
Spoken: Ah sh*t. Motherf*cker. I ain't got my motherf*ckin' gun or nothin', I'm gonna kill this [?]
Cop: Hey shut the f*ck up, man, I ain't gonna kill you, n*gga
Spoken: This n*gga come to the car I'm gonna peel this motherf*cker's cap back. Watch this sh*t. (Sounds of gun being c*cked)
Cop: Can I see your license and registrat... (sounds of gun being fired, sounds of pig squealing and heartbeat flatlining)