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[Intro: Richard Pryor]
The cops used to come around in my neighborhood
"Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!"
Oh they'd arrest me, you know, especially at night
They had a curfew, niggas had to be home 11, negros, 12
And you'd be trying to get home, doing your crew runs
And they'd always catch you out in front of a store or something
'Cause you'd be taking shortcuts, right
Cops, "Ree, put your hands up, black boy!"
[Verse: André 3000 & Slick Rick]
The cops shot the kid
Hey, don't try this at home
Miniature caskets make a lasting impression
Sinister tactics make 'em answer my question
The cops shot the kid, the cops shot–
To fuck would y'all do
Don't know what's gon' stop, yeah
Fuck killing cops, what if wе kill cops' kids?
Make that nigga adopt a baby 'cause we got his
Makе that nigga a dot on his head then pop it
Maybe they just forgot, refresh 'em, give a pop quiz
[Chorus: André 3000 & Slick Rick]
Make a movie 'bout cops, kids, and small boxes
Cops, kids, and small boxes
Make a movie 'bout cops, kids, and small boxes
Cops, kids, and small boxes
Make a movie 'bout cops, kids, and small boxes (Miniature caskets)
Cops, kids, and small boxes
Make a movie 'bout cops, kids, and small boxes (Sinister tactics)
Cops, kids, and small boxes
Make a movie 'bout cops, kids, and small boxes
Miniature caskets make a lasting impression
Sinister tactics make 'em answer my question
The cops shot the kid
The cops shot the kid, the cops shot–
The cops shot the kid
The cops shot the kid, the cops shot–
Miniature caskets
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