F--- Tha Police lyrics

Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police! (You mothafuckin' right) Fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown And not the other color So police think they have the authority to kill a minority But, mothafucka', makin' as I ain't the one For a punk mothafucka' with a badge and a gun to be beaten on And end up thrown in jail But we can go toe-to-toe, in the middle of a cell Fuckin' with a nigga 'cause a nigga turned major And got a little bit o' money and a pager Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product Thinkin' every thug-nigga is sellin' narcotics You'd rather see me in the pen' than me blowin' indo, rollin' in my Benz-o I send the police to the grave And when I'm finished, they'lll bring the yellow tape To tape-off the scene of the slaughter Still gettin' swole off bread and water I don't know if they're fags or what Search a nigga 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 you down to the street-top Black police showin'-out for the white cop But Krayzie Bone will swarm on any mothafucka in a blue uniform Just cause I'm from the C-L-E, them punk mothafuckas be afraid of me Uh, a young nigga on the warpath And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath of cops dyin' around my way Yo, bitch, I got somethin' to say Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police! (You mothafuckin' right) Fuck the police, and Bone said it with authority Because the niggas on the street is a majority, a gang And it's with me whenever I'm steppin' Then, the mothafuckin' weapon is kept in a stash-spot, for the so-called law Wishin' Bone was a nigga that they never saw Lights start flashin' behind me, but they're scared of a nigga So they mace me, to blind me But that shit don't work, I just laugh And, plus, it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path The police, I'm sayin': Fuck you, punk Readin' my rights and shit, it's all junk Pullin'-out a silly club So you stand with a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand But take off the gun so we can see what's up And we'll go at it, punk, and I'ma fuck you up Make you think I'ma kick your ass But drop your gat and Bone's gon' blast I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime And I'ma smoke 'em now and not next time Smoke any mothafucka that sweats me And any asshole that threatens me I'm a sniper, with a helluva scope Takin'-out a cop, or two, they can't cope with me The mothafuckin' killer that's mad with potential To get bad as fuck So, I'ma turn it around Dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound: Boom, boom Yeah, something like that But it all depends on the size of the strap Takin'-out a police will make my day And a nigga like Bone don't give a fuck to say Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police! (You mothafuckin' right) I'm tired of this mothafuckin' jackin' Sweatin' my thug while I be thuggin' in the shack And shinin' them lights in my face, and for what? Maybe it's because I kick so much, but I kick ass, nigga Or maybe 'cause I blast on a stupid-ass nigga 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, along with my group, causes violence It's the Bone, with the criminal behavior Yeah, I'm a thugsta-nigga, but still, I got flavor Without a gun and a badge, what do you got? A nigga in a uniform, waitin' to get shot by me or one o' my niggas And with a gat, it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger (Size don't mean shit, I'm from the old school, fool) And as you all know, Layzie Bone came to rule Whenever I'm rollin', keep 'em lookin' in your mirror And ears on-cue, yo, so I can hear a dumb mothafucka' with a gun And when I'm rollin' off the 8, you'll be the one that I take-out And then I get away And while I'm drivin'-off, laughin', this is what I'll say, believe that Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em! (Surprise) Fuck the police! (You mothafuckin' right)