no dead end job, I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job, I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job, I don't wanna
Übersetzung: The Police. Dead End Job.
dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job Stuff your dead end job Stuff your fucking dead end job Don't want no dead end job
want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna
a treat we like shit caugh dem evil, people so evil [Verse 6:] The systim a fight we we fighting the system we don't like police and police dem nuh like
fool an a treat we like shit caugh dem evil, people so evil Verse 6: the systim a fight we we fighting the system we don't like police and police dem
and protection over me at all times Help me! [J] Keep me away from evil Somebody answer me! {*echoes*} [J] Allow me not to cause pain [Jay-Z] Police
until my job is finished And my words are infinite My life is governed by a higher force Sometimes I think I'll end up like Christ and die on a cross
and protection over me at all times Help me! [J] Keep me away from evil Somebody answer me! [echoes] [J] Allow me not to cause pain [Jay-Z] Police in
It's a small world Nigga you reap what you sow What goes around, comes around If you sleep you don't know A very small world Where beef could never end
game and nothin' else You come out here, you better watch yourself 'Cause you can wear what you want, even blue or red But cross the wrong brothers and end up dead
my job is finished And my words are infinite My life is governed by a higher force Sometimes I think I'll end up like Christ and die on a cross The sacrifice
on my shots like Eggo Or Lee Hungry Oswald, three miles far Picture main man open the car Sware to god, you get hit hard, you violate my squad on the job
my territory Place Your love and protection over me at all times Help me Keep me away from evil, somebody answer me Allow me not to cause pain Police
mother read Sorry but your son is dead This is our job and we were ordered to take his life With a loaded gun With a loaded gun in our hands We can end
Your momma said I was a loser A dead end cruiser And deep inside I know that she was right Born to lose, was what they said You know I was better off dead
