I'm the law, I wield the stick
So back your ass up in fear
This is my place, my burning face in full gear
We move in groups, head stomping boots
And canisters for tears
Move in at once, through hate we make ourselves clear

I am the cop that rips you off
I steal drugs for cash
No junkies run, for info they get a blast
Big dealers pay, I turn away
Another week of bought trust
But I'll be back for more cash or a bust

[Chorus]

Their laws decide - Criminals, Lawbreakers
Who is right - Officer Nice
Hit with sticks - Criminals, Lawbreakers
Move them quick - Officer Nice

Interrogate, feelings of hate for you
Run thick through my mind
The bleeding dead, family of five left behind
Murdering dirt, you in my world
And here I dictate the law
And as I swing, your scattered brains paint the wall

[Chorus Repeat]