C. Graham - f** The Police lyrics

[Verse 1:] f** the police coming straight from the underground A young homie got it bad cause I'm a rapper and they are a crapper And not the other style so police think They have the authority to k** a minority f** that sh**, cause I ain't up for that A punk motherf**er with a badge and a bat To be beating on, and thrown in jail We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell f**ing with me cause I'm a student With a little bit of gold and a pager Visiting the college, dealin' with sh** Thinking every diss song should be against the law, give em a hit You'd rather see, me in the pen Than me and Origan rolling in a Benz-o again Beat a police out of shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To tape off the scene of the slaughter Still getting swoll off bread and water I don't know if they f*gs or what Lookin' at a honky and licking his upper lip 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 Graham will swarm On ANY motherf**er in a black uniform Just cause I'm from, the GSG Punk police are afraid of me! HUH, a young homie on the warpath And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops, dying in Glasgow Yo, I got something to say "f** the police" Example of scene one [Cop] You're not allowed to promote voilence And we ain't gonna press charges against you [CG] Good [Cop] But if this happens again, we will This is a warning, don't do it again [CG] Man, f** this sh** [Cop] Now you can go, but give me your number first [Verse 2:] f** the police and I said it with authority Because the honkies on the street is a majority A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping And the motherf**ing weapon is kept in A stash box, for the so-called law Wishing I was a homie that they never saw Lights start flashing behind me But they're scared of a homie so they mace me to blind me But that sh** don't work, I just laugh Because it gives em a hint, not to step in my path For police, I'm saying, "f** you punk!" Reading my rights and sh**, it's all junk Pulling out a silly club, so you stand With a fake-a**ed badge and a bat in your hand But take off the bat so you can see what's up And we'll go at it punk, and I'ma f** you up! Make you think I'ma kick your a** But drop your gat, and I'm gonna blast I'm sneaky as f** when it comes to crime But I'ma smoke 'em now and not next time Smoke any motherf**er that sweats me Or any a**hole, that threatens me I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope Taking out a cop or two, they can't cope with me The motherf**ing villain that's mad With potential, to get bad as f** So I'ma turn it around Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound [BOOM, BOOM] Yeah, something like that But it all depends on the size of the gat Taking out a police, would make my day But a honky like me don't give a f** to say "f** the police" [Cop] [knocking on the door] [CG] Yeah man, what you need? [Cop] Police, open now [CG] Aww sh** [Cop] We have a warrant for Graham's arrest [Cop] Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em (Move motherf**er, move now!) [CG] What the f** did I do, man what did I do? [Cop] Just shut the f** up And get your motherf**ing a** on the floor (You heard the man, shut the f** up!) [CG] But I didn't do sh** [Cop] Man just shut the f** up! [Verse 3:] I'm tired of the motherf**ing jacking Sweating my gang, while I'm chilling in the shack, and Shining the light in my face, and for what? Maybe it's because I kick so much bu*t I kick a** - or maybe cause I blast On a stupid-a**ed homie when I'm playing with the trigger Of any Uzi or an AK Cause the police always got something stupid to say They put out my picture with silence Cause my identity by itself causes violence The G with the criminal behavior Yeah, I'm a gangsta, but still I got flavor Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got? A s**er in a uniform waiting to get shot By me, or another honkie who is bitter And with a gat it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger (Size ain't sh**, he's from the old school fool) And as you all know, G is here to rule Whenever I'm rolling, keep looking in the mirror And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a Dumb motherf**er with a siren And if I'm rolling off the 8, he'll be the one That I take out, and then get away While I'm driving off laughing this is what I'll say f** the police! [3x]