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camera, publish, keith phipps, scat, metrotimes, bars, rent, humour, floyd anderson (ii), rock/pop, community, poems, how i met your mother television show, requiem for a dream, church, slovenia, actors, m, puff, jack straw., concerts, insult, savage love,
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This song is the buzz saw of the album, and although it does nothing more than explain the fact that blacks can play heavy metal just as it well as whites, it says it it like a muther fucker. Every other line is "fuckin' niggas," an admirable additive to deep string-breaking riffs. And then, there's "Cop Killer," now only available on mp3 if you're lucky. Holy shit. The sheer blatant reference to the unflinching random killing of police officers should leave you feeling like it you bit into a raw jalapeno. It's like, "Whoa! Yo yo yo yo! Hot hot hot! Heart attack!" There's a part of the song where Ice-T encourages everyone to have some courage and stop being a pussy. Then, he gets everyone to sing along. "Cop Killer" over and over and over again until it's fully conditioned into your mind.
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