Sirens blaring]
Layzie:
Fuck the police Fuck the police Fuck 'em
Krayzie:
Surprise
You're muthafuckin' right

Krayzie:
Yo, fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color
Some police think they have the authority to kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka
with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail But we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell Fuckin' with a
nigga, 'cause a nigga turned major, and got a little bit of money and they play us, search a nigga car, lookin' for a product,
thinkin' every thug nigga sellin' narcotics They'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, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off
bread and water I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on 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
showin' out for the white cop, but Krayzie Bone will swarm on any muthafucka in a blue uniform Just 'cause I'm from the
C-L-E, the punk muthafuckas are afraid of me, huh A young nigga on the warpath, and when I'm finished, it's gonna be a
bloodbath of cops dying around my way Yo, bitch, I got somethin' to say:

[Sirens blaring]
Layzie:
Fuck the police Fuck the police Fuck 'em
Krayzie:
Surprise
You're muthafuckin' right

Krayzie and Layzie:
Fuck the police and Bone said it with authority, 'cause the niggas on the street is a majority, a gang, and it's whenever I'm
steppin' that a muthafuckin' weapon is kept in the stash spot for the so-called law, wishin' Bone was some niggas that they
never saw Lights start flashin' behind me, but they scared of a nigga, so they mase 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 I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and
Bone's gon' blast I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime, and I'm a smoke 'em now and not next time Smoke any
muthafucka that sweats me and any asshole that threatens me I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope, takin' out a cop or two
They can't fuck with me The muthafuckin' killa that's mad with potential to get bad as fuck Now I'm a turn it around--dig in
the clip, yo, and this is the sound: [Two Gunshots] Yeah, somethin' like that, but it all depends on the size of the strap
Takin' out a police will make my day, and the niggas like Bone, don't give a fuck to say

[Sirens blaring]
Layzie:
Fuck the police Fuck the police Fuck 'em
Krayzie:
Surprise
You're muthafuckin' right

Layzie:
I'm tired of these muthafuckin' jackins Sweatin' my thug, while we be thuggin' in the shack and shinin' the lights in my face and
for what? Maybe it's because I'm kickin' so much butt I kick ass, nigga Maybe, 'cause I blast on a stupid-ass nigga when
I'm playin' with the trigger of an uzi or an AK, 'cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say They pull out my picture
with silence, 'cause my identity along with my groups causes violence It's Bone with the criminal behavior Yeah, I'm 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
of my niggas, and with a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger
Krayzie:
Size don't mean shit I'm from the old school, fool
Layzie:
And as you all know, Layzie Bone came to rule Whenever I'm rollin', keep on lookin' in your mirror, and ears on cue, yo, so I
can hear a dumb muthafucka with a gun And when I'm rollin' off the Eight, 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 say, believe that

[Sirens blaring]
Layzie:
Fuck the police Fuck the police Fuck 'em
Krayzie:
Surprise
You're muthafuckin' right