- The police comin′ straight from the underground
A young n- got it bad, 'cause I′m brown
And not the other color, so police thinkThey have the authority to kill a minority
F- that -ish, 'cause I ain't the one
For a punk motherf- with a badge and a gun
To be beaten on and thrown in jail
We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of a cell
F- with me ′cause I′m a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searching my car, looking for the prod-a
Thinking every n- is selling narco-da
You'd rather see me in the pen′
Than me and Lorenzo rolling 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 getting swole off bread and water
I don′t know if they fag's, or what?
Search a n- down and grabbing 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 showing out for the white cop
Ice Cube will swarm
On any motherf- in a blue uniform
Just ′cause I'm from the CPT
Punk police are afraid of me, huh
A young n- on the warpath
And when I′m finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops dying in L.A. yo, Dre, I got something to say
F- the police...
F- the police...
F- the police...
F- the police (example of scene one)
Pull your g- ass over right now
Aw -ish, now what the f- you pullin′ me over for?
'Cause I feel like it!
Just sit your ass on the curb and shut the f- up
Man, f- this s-
Alright, smart-ass, I′m taking your black ass to jail
MC Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this f- up incident?
F- the police and Ren said it with authority
Because the n- on the street is a majority
A gang is with whoever I'm stepping
And the motherf- weapon is kept in
A stash spot for the so-called law
Wishing Ren was a n- that they never saw
Lights start flashing behind me
But they're scared of a n-, so they mace me to blind me
But that -ish don′t work, I just laugh
Because it gives them a hint not to step in my path
For police, I′m saying, "F- you, punk!"
Reading my rights and -ish, it's all junk
Pulling out a silly club, so you stand
With a fake-ass 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′ma f- you up
Make you think I'ma kick your ass
But drop your gat, and Ren′s gonna blast
I'm sneaky as f- when it comes to crime
But I'ma smoke ′em now and not next time
Smoke any motherf- that sweats me
Or any a- that threatens me
I′m a sniper with a hell of a scope
Taking out a cop or two, they can't cope with me
The motherf- villain that′s mad
With potential to get bad as f-
So I'ma turn it around
Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound
Yeah, something like that
But it all depends on the size of the gat
Taking out a police would make my day
But a n- like Ren don′t give a f- to say
F- the police...
F- the police...
F- the police...
F- the police
Yeah, man, what you need?
Police, open now (aww, s-)
We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest
Get down and put your hands right where I can see ′em! (Move, motherf-, move now!)
What the f- did I do, man? What did I do?
Just shut the f- up and get your motherf- ass on the floor! (You heard the man, shut the f- up!)
But I didn't do sh- (man, just shut the f- up!)
Eazy-E, won't you step up to the stand, and tell the jury how you feel about this bulls-?
I′m tired of the motherf- jacking
Sweating my gang, while I′m chilling in the shack, and
Shining 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-ass n- when I'm playing with the trigger
Of an Uzi or an AK
′Cause the police always got something 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 you got?
A sucker in a uniform waiting to get shot
By me or another n-
And with a gat, it don't matter if he′s smaller or bigger
(Size don′t mean -ish, he's from the old school, fool)
And as you all know, E′s here to rule
Whenever I'm rolling, keep looking in the mirror
And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb motherf- with a gun
And if I′m rolling off the eight, he'll be the one
That I take out, and then get away
While I′m driving off laughing, this is what I'll say
F- the police...
F- the police...
F- the police...
F- the police (the verdict)
The jury has found you guilty of being a redneck, white bread, chicken s-
Wait, that's a lie! That′s a - lie!
Get him out of here! (I want justice!)
Get him the f- out my face! (I want justice!)
Out, right now!
F- you! You black motherf-
F- the police
F- the police
F- the police
