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Walking up and down all around in the light Following their orders, dressed and looking fine Eating in their car while you're gasping in the dirt Training proper thugs to give and take some hurt Bad laws, pretty bad laws, meant to hold the line Heavy on the masses, oppression by design Grinning observations, cops when feelings hurt Try to uphold order, beat you in the dirt Wrapped in knives and killers (?), trudging on the dash Brandishing a weapon, thinking you are trash Fair game, a pretty fair game, as long as you subserve Lying under boot heels, laying in the dirt From Letras Mania