Son Of Age - Bad World

I was driving in my proton, supposed to be at shawn's place
To meet this hot entre with blonde braids, until I got stopped at a road-block
A cop with dark shades, start to dart straight to my side, with a hard face
He said
"Bang, kenapa laju sangat? Mcm ade semangat cepat mati lawak?"
"Takde hidup ke, dah tamat?"
Shit...
I wasn't speeding fast on the road, the limit was followed
Plus I wouldn't want to miss the blonde vixen with cornrows
He was reaching out to his side pocket to write me a summon
But then he stopped, all of a sudden, like I was a convict or something
So there I sat, getting sweat on my pants, like a hot mess
Under the sun, suffering from hot flashes, and a guilty conscience
But encik bakar was acting nice, he pass me the report and offered
To help me outside of civil court, by helping him, giving in, to arrange
Of an exchange
"Tolong bro, duit kopi saje... gst takde " he claimed jokingly
While he was holding me hostage, knowingly the pressure
That would measure how fast I'll crack under the hot plate
I saw his face, when I brought out my wallet, a little bit of greed
And a little cash hidden from the audit

It's a bad, bad world, it's not a fair one
To anyone, I'm taking a bit against some
I grab where justice is blind, when I'm done
I may lose it all, but life didn't deal me none

I'm an officer of the law, tougher than steven seagal
When this asshole smoking a cigar was driving faster than paul
Walker, burning tires screeching as I stop him, looking scared
Like he was caught watching porn by his mom, with his face red
And he's dressed as, some black rapper, blasting loud music
With an attitude, that's when I decided to do was act ruthless
Sarcastic was my approach, to this sort
Sir, you know how fast you were for?
Do you want to end up a corpse at the morgue, no?
This could've been avoided, if he followed the speed limit
As if I want to be here giving tickets, instead of drinking at the mamak
Or imagining myself with a young naïve girl at the bahamas
Oh, I guess I'll just be here, with a pad and pen giving out summons
He asked me for help, he said he was late for this hot belle
At a friend's place, that's why he was driving like hot wheels
Do I look like I cared, about this guy's welfare? Life ain't fair
He's a rich brat that was so unprepared, but that's when
He went to proceed to take his wallet out, I could have sworn
Without a shadow of a doubt, the money he had on the amount
A wad of cash bounce, the words that is coming out of his mouth
He said "nah bang, ambik" I started to count

It's a bad, bad world, it's not a fair one
To anyone, I'm taking a bit against some
I grab where justice is blind, when I'm done
I may lose it all, but life didn't deal me none

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Son of Age

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