Ganglord, the police are Kicking their way into my house And haunting me, taunting me Wanting me to break their laws Ganglord, the police are Kicking their way into my house And haunting me, taunting me Wanting me to break their laws And I'm turning to you Oh, to save me And I'm turning to you Oh, to save me Ganglord, the police are Grinding me into the ground The headless pack are back Small boy jokes and loaded guns Ganglord, the police are Grinding me into the ground The headless pack are back Small boy jokes and loaded guns And I'm turning to you, to save me And I'm turning to you Oh, to save me! Save me To save me, save me, to save me! Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall Making fun of us all Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall And it makes a joke of us all And I'm turning to you, to save me And I'm turning to you, to save me, save me To save me, save me, to save me! Ganglord, remember! The police can always be bribed Ganglord, remember! The police can always be bribed They say 'to protect and to serve' But what they really want to say is " Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto! Get yourself back to the ghetto! The ghetto! The ghetto! Get yourself back to the ghetto! The ghetto! The ghetto! "