F***k Tha Police

- The police comin' straight from the underground
A young - got it bad 'cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority
- That 'ish, 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk mother- with a badge and a gun
To be beatin' on, and thrown in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

- With me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Thinkin' every - is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see, me in the pen
Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o
Beat a police out of shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape

To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' swoll off bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a - down, and grabbin' his nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
'Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop

Ice Cube will swarm
On any mother- in a blue uniform
Just 'cause I'm from the CPT
Punk police are afraid of me!
Huh, a young - on the warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin' in L.A
Yo Dre, I got somethin' to say

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- The Police (example of scene one)

Pull your god- over right now
Aww ish, now what the - you pullin' me over for?
'Cause I feel like it!
Just sit your ass on the curb and shut the - up
Man, - this s-
A'ight smart ass, I'm takin' your black ass to jail!
MC Ren, will you please give your testimony
To the jury about this - up incident?

- The police and Ren said it with authority
Because the - on the street is a majority
A gang, is with whoever I'm steppin'
And the mother- weapon is kept in
A stash box, for the so-called law
Wishin' Ren was a - that they never saw
Lights start flashin' behind me
But they're scared of a - so they mace me to blind me

But that s- don't work, I just laugh
Because it gives 'em a hint, not to step in my path
For police, I'm sayin', "- you punk!"
Readin' my rights and ish, it's all junk
Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand
With a fake-assed badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it punk, and I'm a - you up!

Make you think I'm a kick your ass
But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast
I'm sneaky as - when it comes to crime
But I'm a smoke 'em now and not next time
Smoke any mother- that sweats me
Or any ass-, that threatens me
I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope
Takin' out a cop or two, they can't cope with me

The mother- villain that's mad
With potential, to get bad as -
So I'm a turn it around
Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound
Yeah, somethin' like that
But it all depends on the size of the gat
Takin' out a police, would make my day
But a - like Ren don't give a - to say

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Yeah man, what you need?
Police, open now
Aww, -
We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest
Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em
(Move mother- move now!)

What the - did I do, man what did I do?
Just shut the - up
And get your mother- - on the floor (you heard the man, shut the - up!)
But I didn't do -
Man, just shut the - up!
Eazy-E, won't you step up to the stand
And tell the jury how you feel about this bullish?

I'm tired of the mother- jackin'
Sweatin' my gang, while I'm chillin' in the shack, and
Shinin' the light in my face, and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass, or maybe 'cause I blast
On a stupid-assed - when I'm playin' with the trigger
Of any Uzi or an AK
'Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say

They put out my picture with silence
'Cause my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangsta, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
A sucker in a uniform waitin' to get shot
By me, or another -
And with a gat it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger

(Size ain't s-, he's from the old school fool)
And as you all know, E's here to rule
Whenever I'm rollin', keep lookin' in the mirror
And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb mother- with a gun
And if I'm rollin' off the eight, he'll be the one
That I take out, and then get away
While I'm drivin' off laughin' this is what I'll say

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The verdict
The jury has found you guilty of being a redneck
White bread, chicken s- mother-
But wait, that's a lie! That's a g- lie!
Get him out of here! (I want justice!)
Get him the - out my face! (I want justice!)
Out, right now!
- You, you black mother-!

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