From the recording Splatter Generation
Written by Murderock. All rights reserved.
Lyrics
Don’t like your face, don’t like your race
Your existence is a waste of space
I gotta gun, you’re gonna run
That’s when I have my fun
Save your words, they just waste my time
I don’t give a fuck if you commited a crime
I got a badge and a license to kill
If I can’t catch you these bullets will
I’m the killer cop
Killer cop
Killer cop
Killer cop
You see the lights, you run in fright
You’re in the morgue by the end of the night
And all my boys, they got my back
They’re locked and loaded and prepared for attack
I don’t care if you protest in peace
I’ll beat you down, like a dog in the street
If you’re black or brown, you better run
Respect the badge, but fear the gun
Of the killer cop
Killer cop
Killer cop
Killer cop
Deep down inside I’mjust lazy
To riddle you with holes doesn’t faze me
I got a license to kill
You bet I fucking will
You people are all the same
You better learn my name
I’m the killer cop
Killer cop
Killer cop
Killer cop