Songtexte:
The 4 Skins A C A B

We got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B. All cops are bastards

got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B. All cops are bastards Coppers

then I suggest we go under my suite Get a knock and ill none of talking and turn back my sheets Get a radio and put one one of C.C.s beats Then lay your

M-I-C!) [x4] [Lord Finesse] Peace to Illegal and A.G. (Yo who the Funky Man?) Y'all brothers better say me Not a tall guy, a small fry Yo I'm all live

[Verse 1:] Come on tell me how many licks does it take to get to the center of yo body girl and make scream How many does it take b4 your calling mah

m the man to see Fulfill fantasies, slap the ass cheek Like I did my victims in my last robberies, hell You know the game, the name, 'B-L-A-C-K' Pop the

the lips of a stripper, sprayin' that face Layin up in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred

and may-b sumday u kan b mi wyfe I kant c mi lyfe witoutchu I doubtchu leev me neva stay 2getha 4eva N n-e kind uv weatha ya skin iz soft and smoove lyke a

round the clock, b b b beat her round the clock she a nympho, she a nympho [chorus] she just wanna do it all day she dont even take a breather she