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I love my old wheel but it's got police appeal Yeah so what - it takes a hippie from point A to point B Till they'd tailin' my plate fresh outta BK On Saturday at 1AM on the Xway to my girl And my new box in Jerz - ya know I didn't see em They didn't give me a sign but they said I did flee 'em And they pull me to the side - said my needle was to high Then they ran me through the Pentium and said "Surprise, surprise... You're gonna fry" - I said WHY? They said "Ya lie" And then took a long blind look into my eyes and read me my right Then they took my freedom and my money and they frisk me and they 'cuff me And they took my face and fingers and they through me in a cage Yeah, ya bagged a big 1, a big 1 like me Ya bagged a big 1, ya cleaned the streets Yeah, ya bagged a big 1, a big 1 like me Ya met ya quota, now go home free Take 'em down to the hole in the ground Don't make a move, don't make a sound Take 'em down to the hole in the ground Don't make a move, don't make a sound Sittin' in the cell while I listen to ya joke about your superior Who said ya got to collar more theives Well thank you for restructurin' my 'pinion of the law Letras de cancionesOver someone else's error at the DMV Ya let me call a friend to get me out at 4AM So I can see my name and address printed Monday page 3 Yeah, ya made the world a safer place by hikin' my insurance rate And tellin' my employers that they shouldn't hire me Thank you... Yeah, ya bagged a big 1, a big 1 like me Ya bagged a big 1, ya cleaned the streets Yeah, ya bagged a big 1, a big 1 like me Ya met ya quota, now go home free Take 'em down to the hole in the ground Don't make a move, don't make a sound Take 'em down to the hole in the ground Don't make a move, don't make a sound Take 'em down to the hole in the ground Don't make a move, don't make a sound Take 'em down to the hole in the ground Don't make a move, don't make a sound From Letras Mania