Pigs

(album: Cypress Hill - 1991)

This pig harassed the whole neighborhood,
Well this pig worked at the station.
This pig he killed my Homeboy,
So the fucking pig went on a vacation.

This pig he is the chief,
Got a brother pig, Captain O'Malley.
He's got a son that'a a pig too,
He's collecting pay-offs from a dark alley.

This pig is known as a Narco,
If he's a pig or not, we know that he could be.
This pig he's a fucking fag,
So all his homepigs they call him a pussy.

Well this pig he's really cool,
So in this class we know he rides all alone.
Well this pig's standing eating donuts,
While some motherfuckers out robbing your home.

This pig he's a big punk,
And I know that he can't stand the sight of me.
'Cos pigs don't like it when ya act smart,
And when ya tell 'em that your a group from society.

This pig works for the mafia,
Making some money off crack.
But this little pig got caught,
So when he gets to the Pen it's all about the pay-back.

'Cos once he gets to the Pen,
They won't provide the little pig with a bullet-proof vest.
To protect him from some mad nigga,
Who he shot in the chest and placed under arrest.

An' it's all about breaking off sausage,
Do ya feel sorry for the poor little swine ?
Niggas wanna do him in the ass,
Just ta pay his ass back, so they're standing in line.

That fucking pig.

Look what he got himself into.

Now they're gonna make some pigs feet outta the little punk.

Anybody like pork-chops ?

How 'bout a ham sandwich ?
How 'bout a ham sandwich ?