F**k tha Police (Live at the benefit concert for Mumia Abu Jamal, Washington, D.C. - August 1995)

Lyrics

[Intro] Good evening We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message to the, uh, Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia Here's something nice and friendly Here's something nice and friendly Here's something nice and friendly It goes a little something like this [Verse 1] Fuck the police comin' straight out 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 Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't the one For a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun To be beaten on and thrown in jail We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of a cell Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searchin' my car... ... is sellin' narcotics You'd rather see me in the pen Than me and Lorenzo chillin' in a Benz-o ... out of shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To mark off the scene of the slaughter Still getting swole off bread and water... A young nigga on the warpath And when I'm finished, know there's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops dying in L.A Yo, I got something to say [Chorus] Fuck the police, come on, uh, what Fuck the police, yeah, come on Fuck the police, yeah [Verse 2] Fuck the police comin' straight out 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 Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't the one For a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun To be beaten on and thrown in jail We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of a cell Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics You'd rather see me in the pen Than me and Lorenzo chillin' in a Benz-o ... out of shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To mark off the scene of the slaughter Gonna get swole off bread and water I don't know if they fags or what Search a nigga down and grabbing 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 showing out for the white cop Yeah, this brother will swarm On any motherfucker in a blue uniform Just 'cause we in Washington D.C Punk police are afraid of me, word Brother on the warpath When I'm gonna finish, it's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops dying in L.A Ayo, we got something to say [Chorus] Fuck the police Come on, sing that shit loud, come on Come on, one more time, here we go, here we go Come on, one more, we gotta do it right now, come on Yeah, check it out