Officer Hatchet

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Clay] "Oh, shit. Hold up. Brand new Violent J. A World Upside Down: The Mixxtape. Ha ha ha" [Verse 1: Violent J] There's a legendary tale in the city About a cop, badge two three fifty They say this psycho paints his face And don't work for the station or no place Shows on his own, pops up Spills big blood but never mops up Don't follow protocol, he don't match it Talkin' about me, Officer Hatchet I respond to the scene A domestic swabble, a two sixteen Her whole damn mouth was busted I quickly soaked through the suspect My sentence for leavin' her battered Beat his lеgs in until his bones was shattered I'm off, lеft him bleedin' there From now on, he'll be needin' a chair [Chorus] I place you (Don't move, motherfucker) Under arrest (Get the fuck on the fuckin' ground) (Get on the fuckin' ground, you bitch) Blow off your fuckin' head (Don't move motherfucker) I won't resist (Get your bitch ass on the fuckin' floor right now) (And get naked) [Post-Chorus 1] "We got a call from a worried neighbor about a possible CUH, [?]3478[?]9, that's on the west side of [?] trails." [Verse 2: Violent J] A call came in for a two forty-one A man beatin' his eight-year-old son God damn, found the boy unconscious Tried to bring him around, but he remained responseless "It's my house!" then he said "Fuck you!" Words, them were his last two I drew my baton and proceeded to beat 'em He chose his last words, and I made him eat 'em I use much excessive force And I believe that I have no choice I got winded, the scene was morbid Got the gasoline out and poured it Took the kid outside and burned it all to Hell And now all is well Justice was served, public protection Something's wrong, I make the correction [Chorus] I place you (Don't move, motherfucker) Under arrest (Get the fuck on the fuckin' ground) (Get on the fuckin' ground, you bitch) Blow off your fuckin' head (Don't move motherfucker) I won't resist (Get your bitch ass on the fuckin' floor right now) (And get naked) [Post-Chorus 2] "Apparently we've got a while male in clown paint out there, who's been impersonating a law officer, and racking up many assault and battery charges as he goes" [Verse 3: Violent J] You have the right to remain silent when I'm violent But you don't have to, I don't mind it Handcuffed with my knee in your spine All your weed and them keys are mine The long arm of the law will close-line ya And if you're a pedophile, I'll find ya The police are needed, a ten fifteen So I arrive on the scene Home invasion, the man is still in there Family held hostage, prisoner Kicked in the front door and saw the man with the gat And put six in his back Then walked up and made his head go splat Broke every bone, stomped it flat And as soon as I leave, they show The other police, you know, the slow [Chorus] I place you (Don't move, motherfucker) Under arrest (Get the fuck on the fuckin' ground) (Get on the fuckin' ground, you bitch) Blow off your fuckin' head (Don't move motherfucker) I won't resist (Get your bitch ass on the fuckin' floor right now) (And get naked) [Post-Chorus 3] "We missed him again, just missed him. [?] is all over this guy, though, and it shouldn't be long before this idiot is under arrest. He's been one lucky bastard."