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Dedication Video (MV)




Performed By: Titans of Doom
Length: 4:11
Written by: Husnain Baig




Titans of Doom - Dedication Lyrics




I dedicate the next set of views to the boys in blue
Call themselves a force for good
Understand its not the truth
Plotting as they plod along the street just to cop a yout'
Question him, attack him, lock him up cos' his face he screwed, pay my dues
Still this crew be clocking me like "he's not right
Let's get him booked up on some terror charge, he's not white"
Personal grievances aside
They don't treat us like humans should be treated
With their taser shots, end up fried
Send polite regards out to all the families that lost a son or daughter
From this uniform brutality
Such a tragedy to think that all the printed ink can't bring them back
But yet we're chucking money at these racism academies
Moving up the ranks like a gang member earning stripes
Turn their back on life in pursuit of making DCI, CID or MI5, take your pick
Its all the same mentality owned by these shady pricks
Craziness
Saying they believe in saving life
If this concept was a god then best believe they'd all be atheists
Clock a copper and you say your overcome with pride
But when I spy a pig I see a racist and a failure
Following the orders of a system that got us trapped
A system that, if we're brown or black, is out to hold us back
Fold their cash off the back of every single stop
And search over and above their SLA
Pounds pack their purse

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun

We're equivalent to boxes on some paper
I'm ticked off with being ticked off like I'm part of terror capers
Vapours that I breathe make them want to lock me up
But I could down a whole bottle and they wouldn't give a f*ck
Double standards in effect got me vexed
Now I'm stressed puffin sess while these thugs strut in vests
In a mess, created by the wealth of our tax
Ironic that we pay them but its us they attack
They answer back "yeah, but we pay taxes too" yeah that's true
In reality you pay yourself to be a racist tool
Fascist fools with a baton and a taser gun
Battering the innocent then acting like they haven't done
Slam another cell door, mop the blood from off the floor
Imagine what they'd do if you had done what they suspect you for?
Talk about enforcing law while they forcing open jaws
Heavy handed tactics unreported so they go ignored
On these shores we got a policy of racial hate
Labelled as political correctness, ain't this nation great?
Up born to take the bait, that's the perception
We were not born to take this shit, that's the deception
Their existence an inception of a twisted mind
Lock me up for spittin' rhymes, the truth is just not given time
We still live in times where racists have authority
If we're brown or black we're still criminal priorities

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun
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I dedicate the next set of views to the boys in blue
Call themselves a force for good
Understand its not the truth
Plotting as they plod along the street just to cop a yout'
Question him, attack him, lock him up cos' his face he screwed, pay my dues
Still this crew be clocking me like "he's not right
Let's get him booked up on some terror charge, he's not white"
Personal grievances aside
They don't treat us like humans should be treated
With their taser shots, end up fried
Send polite regards out to all the families that lost a son or daughter
From this uniform brutality
Such a tragedy to think that all the printed ink can't bring them back
But yet we're chucking money at these racism academies
Moving up the ranks like a gang member earning stripes
Turn their back on life in pursuit of making DCI, CID or MI5, take your pick
Its all the same mentality owned by these shady pricks
Craziness
Saying they believe in saving life
If this concept was a god then best believe they'd all be atheists
Clock a copper and you say your overcome with pride
But when I spy a pig I see a racist and a failure
Following the orders of a system that got us trapped
A system that, if we're brown or black, is out to hold us back
Fold their cash off the back of every single stop
And search over and above their SLA
Pounds pack their purse

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun

We're equivalent to boxes on some paper
I'm ticked off with being ticked off like I'm part of terror capers
Vapours that I breathe make them want to lock me up
But I could down a whole bottle and they wouldn't give a f*ck
Double standards in effect got me vexed
Now I'm stressed puffin sess while these thugs strut in vests
In a mess, created by the wealth of our tax
Ironic that we pay them but its us they attack
They answer back "yeah, but we pay taxes too" yeah that's true
In reality you pay yourself to be a racist tool
Fascist fools with a baton and a taser gun
Battering the innocent then acting like they haven't done
Slam another cell door, mop the blood from off the floor
Imagine what they'd do if you had done what they suspect you for?
Talk about enforcing law while they forcing open jaws
Heavy handed tactics unreported so they go ignored
On these shores we got a policy of racial hate
Labelled as political correctness, ain't this nation great?
Up born to take the bait, that's the perception
We were not born to take this shit, that's the deception
Their existence an inception of a twisted mind
Lock me up for spittin' rhymes, the truth is just not given time
We still live in times where racists have authority
If we're brown or black we're still criminal priorities

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun

1 little piggy grabbed a riot shield
2 little piggies gripped their guns
Then the whole gang went out
Street thug mentality and labelled us as criminals for fun
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Writer: Husnain Baig
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