You're A Cop
Anal Cunt
I Like It When You Die (1997)

powdered sugar on your fingers, coffee on your shirt
bribes in your pocket, you never do any work
you fat fucking slob you just sit in a car
until you get off work then it's back to the bar

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you fucking pig-pig
you're a fucking cop-cop [x4]

you never catch any crooks but harass everyone else
your fat fingers don't fit the trigger you're too slow to catch a nigger
you're a suburban cop because you're scared of the city
you broke a stool at dunkin donuts because you're so fucking fat

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[repeat first verse]

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