F--- Tha Police

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)