Mac Dre - Punk Police lyrics

[Hook] Punk police Punk police Punk police [Verse 1: Mac Dre] Stop - I can't take no mo' Why is the police steady knockin' at my do'? 24-7 them devils be trippin' They say some banks was robbed and I fit the description But that's drama, so save it for your mama I'm not criminal minded, punk police, I'm a Dope rhyme dealer, not a money stealer Was real in '91, but now I'm much realer On the streets you roam, tryna follow me home Steady runnin' checks on me and my Brougham You see my mother is worried, you got her vision all blurried You throwin' darts at my partner's poster - and he's buried? Restin' in peace, but you won't give him no peace Man, you punk police, I'm not the savage beast You labeled us a ruthless g-a-n-g But the biggest gangsters are on the VPD They hate to see me drivin a car I bought They hate how I talk, I can't spit on the sidewalk They roughin' and coughin' me, in jail they be stuffin' me Every damn day, man, they can't get enough of me I could maybe understand if I was breakin' the law And I'ma dedicate this to Detective McGraw You be steady accusin', but these cases you losin' You be steady abusin', mane, do you find it amusin'? Well haha, I'ma laugh in your face While you kick on back and feel the ba** Punk police with a one-track mind Man, you can't even find who's been robbin' you blind It got deep, so you had to blame somebody What's next - you gon' frame somebody? You gon' frame somebody? (You gon' frame somebody?) Is you gon' frame somebody? (Is you gon' frame somebody?) [Hook] Punk police [Verse 2: Mac Dre] For the dumb punk one-time I've got one rhyme You can't stop sweatin' me, no, not even sometime You fuss and cuss at, would love to fuss at A brother like me, always searchin' my nutsack 'Punk Police' I named this cut And punk police, I'll tell you what You need to stop trippin' and cold do yo job Stop tryna be ruthless and stop tryna mob Punk police are nothin' clean Look how they did Rodney King In every neighborhood, state, city and town A crooked policeman can be found Off-duty he never would squab hard But give him that gat, badge and that squat car Then it's jack time, f**-with-a-black time I'm talkin' real, man, listen to a Mac rhyme Listen to a Mac rhyme [Hook] Punk police Punk police Punk police [Verse 3: Mac Dre] And it don't stop, and it don't quit Punk police can't tell me sh** I'm just a Romp star goin' to the top far You can't stop me strikin' in my Cadillac car Straight doin' it, straight doin' it Romper Room crewin' it, Romper Room crewin' it I can't stop doin it, can't stop doin it Straight Romp crewin it, straight Romp crewin' it