9. It Ain't Easy Bein' Ceez (1% of 1%)

Ay…you see those people down there?
(Yeah!) What on Hoth am I seeing down there?
(They’re taking their money out), they’re taking our money out?
You go down there (now?) No, RIGHT NOW!

Get some boots an the ground from the Tan-Tan pound,
I’ll call my brother, he’s a watcher outta Tan-Tan Town.
He’s got interns from here to the south hole,
and their storm troopers turn the party out too.

Nada mean? No crime scene, not a thing,
they swoop in with stun bombs, like (bada-bing!)
The mobs wake up in drop cloths, and a lotta greens
pointing blasters at “o” faces and a lotta screams.

But if you confess, get outta jail free,
and if you protest, it’s about a month in solitary.
(You sound stressed, want some tea?) No way,
being Ceez is all work and no play.

It ain’t easy being Ceez…
you never know who you’re gonna hafta squeeze...
It ain’t easy being Ceez…
sometimes you gotta break some knees...
It ain’t easy being Ceez…
Some cats think they’re cold til you put ‘em on freeze...
It ain’t easy being Ceez…
it’s not what you know, it’s what you can make ‘em believe...

FULL ALBUM AT:
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