Is You The Police? Lyrics - Tech N9ne Collabos

Oh my God! 

Is that, is that Murs? 

Well, well I don't see Tech so you think we can talk to him? 

I just wanna ask him a few questions 

What is the exact date that you received your Strange necklace? 

And what exactly is it that Tech N9ne eats for his breakfast? 

And how does he crease his pants? 

How does he make the people dance? 

And what is that sign he throws up every time he sees his fans? 

And who's that guy in the van? Alien on the drums? 

Is he an illegal immigrant? Where the heck is he from? 

And who's that white guy that's so nasty on the bass? 

And what exactly is wrong with Krizz Kaliko's face? 

Fuck that 

How does my dick taste? 

Why is you tryna dictate? 

Why is you asking all these questions? 

Can't you see that I'm shit faced? 

I'm off that Caribou Lou 

I ain't tryna do an interview with you 

I done had like one, two, four, or five, a few too many 

But if any of you bitches wanna talk about fuckin' or suckin' 

Or practicing the erotic art of human reproduction 

Then we got something to discuss 

If not get the fuck up off the bus 

Why is you tryna bust my balls when I'm just tryna bust a nut 

Fuck 

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What's the situation? 

Why you want that information? 

Is this an interrogation? 

What is you the police? 

What you tryna do? 

Feel like it's an interview 

Who are you reporting to? 

What is you the police? 

Acting like you pacing 

What charges am I facing? 

Am I under investigation? 

What is you the police? 

Why you wanna know? 

What you questioning me for? 

Oh you must be on patrol 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

Why you wanna know? 

What you questioning me for? 

Oh you must be on patrol 

What is you the police? 

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I ain't got no time for you to be questioning me, messing with me 

Wondering if broads steady effing with me, definitely 

I am high profile like Griselda's dope file 

Why you think I'm aggy when you spoke trial 

I'm ghost now 

I was never fond of no handcuffs 

Ain't no relationship good when they havin' you jammed up 

Insecurities, her and her crew were accusers 

Makin' life hella blue like a Hoover 

Having a perfect partner is the way of the future 

The way of the future 

The way of the future 

The way of the future 

Run away from one, go down to the bar and come back with a two-fer 

Taking 'em up to the room and 

engage in a three, put 'em both in an Uber 

Sherlock Holmes, no longer punching her twat no 

She's a for sure cop like in that Roger Murtaugh show 

Like having hella coppers deployed to bring me more heat 

Now I question you like a D-Boy 

Is you the Police? 

What's the situation? 

Why you want that information? 

Is this an interrogation? 

What is you the police? 

What you tryna do? 

Feel like it's an interview 

Who are you reporting to? 

What is you the police? 

Acting like you pacing 

What charges am I facing? 

Am I under investigation? 

What is you the police? 

Why you wanna know? 

What you questioning me for? 

Oh you must be on patrol 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

What is you the police? 

Why you wanna know? 

What you questioning me for? 

Oh you must be on patrol 

What is you the police? 

What goes around, it comes around 

The truth is always told and found 

It's going down 

Upped my buzz so now they wanna know about 

What I did, where I think I'm going, who I know around the way 

But a motor mouth composure, what I won't allow 

Cause what I do and what I say is my prerogative 

Major pain, when every phrase you face is interrogative 

Many bear witness, many names remain anonymous 

A lot of times, the truth and lies all sound the same like homonyms 

Polly want a cracker, now I'm talking on that polygraph 

Actin' like I'm movin' weight, dropped a couple bodybags 

Analyzin' body language, read him no Miranda Rights 

With no attorney present, or evidence, so they can't indite 

Lip is tight, unless you hit the superman with kryptonite 

Soon as homie ousted, all he want to do is get inside 

Which is why, keep your circle tight, bitches switchin' sides 

Long as we got trust within us, there is never shit to hide 

What's the situation? 

Why you want that information? 

Is this an interrogation? 

What is you the police? 

What you tryna do? 

Feel like it's an interview 

Who are you reporting to? 

What is you the police? 

Acting like you pacing 

What charges am I facing? 

Am I under investigation? 

What is you the police? 

Why you wanna know? 

What you questioning me for? 

Oh you must be on patrol 

What is you the police?