Lyrical Breakdown of Fuck Tha Police - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Right about now, NWA court is in full effect Judge Dre residing in the case of NWA v.s. the police department Prosecuting attourneys are MC Ren, Ice Cube, and Eazy motherfucking E Order, order, order, Ice Cube take the motherfucking stand Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing, but the truth so help your black ass? You god-damn right! Well, won't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say? Fuck the police coming straight from 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 beating on, and thrown in jail We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of a cell Fucking with me 'cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searching my car, looking for the prod-a Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narc-da' You'd rather see me in the pen' Than me and Lorenzo rolling in a Benz-o Beat a police outta shape, and when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To tape off the scene of the slaughter Still getting swole off bread and water I don't know if they fag's, 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 Ice Cube will swarm on any motherfucker in a blue uniform Just 'cause I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me, huh A young nigga on a warpath, and when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops, dyin' in L.A., yo Dre, I got somethin' to say Fuck the police, fuck-, fuck- Fuck the police, fuck-, fuck- Fuck the police, fuck the-, fuck the- Fuck the police (example of scene one) Pull your goddamn ass over right now Aw shit, now what the fuck you pullin' me over for? 'Cause I feel like it, just sit your ass on the curb and shut the fuck up Man, fuck this shit Alright, smart-ass, I'm taking your black-ass to jail MC Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this fucked up incident? Fuck the police and Ren said it with authority Because the niggas on the street is a majority A gang, is with whoever I'm steppin' And the motherfuckin' weapon is kept in A stash spot, for the so-called law Wishing Ren was a nigga that they never saw Lights start flashing behind me But they're scared of a nigga, so they mace me to blind me But that shit don't work, I just laugh Because it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path For police, I'm saying, "Fuck you, punk" Reading my rights and shit, it's all junk Pulling out a silly club, so you stand With a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand But take off the gun so you can see what's up And we'll go at it, punk, I'ma fuck you up Make ya think I'ma kick your ass But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime But I'ma smoke 'em now, and not next time Smoke any motherfucker that sweats me Any asshole 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 motherfucking villain that's mad with potential to get bad as fuck So I'ma turn it around Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound Yeah, something like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat Takin' out a police would make my day But a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck to say Fuck the police, fuck-, fuck- Fuck the police, fuck-, fuck- Fuck the police, fuck the-, fuck the- Fuck the police Yeah, man, what you need? Police, open now (aww, shit), we have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest Get down and put your hands right where I can see 'em! Man, what the fuck did I do? Man, what did I do? Just shut the fuck up and get your motherfucking ass on the floor! But I didn't even do shit (man, just shut the fuck up!) Eazy-E, won't you step up to the stand and tell the jury how you feel about this bullshit? I'm tired of the motherfucking 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 butt I kick ass, or maybe 'cause I blast On a stupid ass nigga when I'm playing with the trigger Of any Uzi or an AK 'Cause the police always got something stupid to say They put up my picture with silence 'Cause my identity by itself causes violence The E with the criminal behavior Yeah, I'm a gangster, but still, I got flavor Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got? A sucka in a uniform waiting to get shot By me, or another nigga And with a gat, it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger (Size don't mean shit, he's from the old school, fool) And as you all know, E's here to rule Whenever I'm rolling, keep looking in the mirror And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a Dumb motherfucker with a gun And if I'm rolling off the eight, 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 Fuck the police, fuck the-, fuck the- Fuck the police, fuck- Fuck the police, fuck-fuck- Fuck the police (the verdict) The jury has found you guilty of being a redneck, whitebread, chicken shit motherfucker But wait, that's a lie! That's a god-damn lie! Get him out of here (I want justice!) Get him the fuck out my face (I want justice!) Out, right now! (Fuck you, you black motherfuckers!) Fuck the police Fuck the police Fuck the police