Shake the 5 Dusts - On Patrol Lyrics

Notha friday nite we on patrol
Sippin' vodka, hit of ganja, Sarge ain't gotta know
Tag chasers all on birth control? Hurts to know a ho will lie for dough
Don't nut in no ho

Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
F*ckas lookin my way
I WANNA KNOW
Dumb f*cks thinkin' I'm wack, just serving a purp, this purse is thirstin', just wanna burst
Nope, no. Classification keeps me in Uncle Sam's hearse

Cut the red tape by bein' it
Get paid to know we got bros in space, but don't go namin' no names
Dumb ass, don't say Booz-Allen, Northrup, SAIC, Boeing, or Lockheed
You'll wind up dropping
Like boxing; nobody watching

Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
F*ckas lookin' my way
I'M GONNA BLOW
Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
F*ckas lookin' my way
I WANNA KNOW

Who worth talkin' to?
Who f*ckin' worth talkin' to?
I'd say somebody ex-military been in a mothaf*ckin' USAP
Like Pahut mesa, The Cube, Blackjack Control, Dulce Labs

Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
Loose lips gonna die today
I WANNA KNOW
Senor, I don't understand?
Mothaf*cka sit down, sit back, relax -Then
The f*ck in the back of the van went like Marvin in Pulp fiction

Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
Loose lips gonna die today
I WANNA KNOW
Why you went & spoke
A f*ck, in his own home, gonna get choked
Gonna kill you and all you know
Mothaf*cker that's all she wrote

Hancock
James Jesus Angleton
The third, a bird of his word
Never gonna give up on a mole hunt
'Til ya floatin' down the river

The man didn't deal in hostages
Media's head in sand, like ostriches
Cause of death, f*ckin' obvious - the
CIA housin' all of this

Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
F*ckas lookin my way
I'M GONNA BLOW
Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
F*ckas lookin my way
I'M GONNA BLOW

Rollin' down the highway
ON PATROL
Rollin' down the highway