Hazy Shade Of Criminal

"Once the riot started, it went like a forest fire. It started in a lot of different places at pretty much the same time" Five hundred FBI agents comin' after us with a license to kill Thirty mil, claimin' it's just a drug bust They thinkin' they making a fly switch Replace the devil for a witch, dirty Reach uppity reach gotta reach Power to the people and the beats (Oh yes) Some people accuse some people of crimes Some people get away with losin' my rhyme (uh!) They don't like where I'm comin' from, so they play dumb Dumb-diggety-dumb-diggety-dumb But I'm tellin' you what they do, everybody plays a fool While the real thief cools in a pool (yeah!) He who got the finger on the war button Talkin' loud and sayin' nothin' TV got 'em bigger than life (Oh yes) All he needs is a knife Who the criminal? Blind, deaf and dumb, hard to see 'em comin', but they come, here they come Don't be dumb-diggety-dumb Politickin' write bad checks, still they gettin' wrecked Going for a neck (uh!) Rolling in a blue and white gang Ready to bang-biggety-bang Hanging 'round the hangin' rope (Nope, nope, nope!) N-O-P-E I ain't bendin' for the soap (yeah!) Never understood why the 'hood half a who's in the joint Now they got me losin' my point Gotta have it goin' on Born criminal, born Take a piece of America back, but who had it first? Hear the Indian curse (uh!) Robbed and stole so many so much, it ain't funny Now who got 'em face on money? Politician passin' a bill, paid in full C-note rockin' in a pocket, how they livin' Making sure they lockin' us up, I got a feelin' I'm (in a minute) When it come to somethin' we say What they don't like is a brother like me on the mic in fact To the gritty, ain't none of us wack Noriega had back (yeah!) Jeffrey Dahmer enters the room without cuffs How the hell do we set stuffed In the back of a cell on a isle, ain't it wild? What's criminal? Power to the people and the beats Only if I had one more Time to kick the rhythm that keep rippin' down the door So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes Doors and the suits that make and break the law Lookin' for my own 'cause I had enough bull I can't understand it, must been the crooked way they planned it Police 'posed to keep the peace But I can't trust 'em, so I keep my piece Loaded and cocked 'cause I don't miss the block Talk about the ones who don't get chained to the rock Those who got away with the dirt and the grime While we go away for the neighborhood crime Never liked what I saw in the law Indiana trees hanging us instead of leaves (yeah!) We hanging from the roof (yeah!) By real criminals They thinkin' they making a fly switch Replace the devil for a witch, dirty Reach uppity reach gotta reach Power to the people and the beats Reach uppity reach gotta reach Power to the people and the beats Reach uppity reach gotta reach Power to the people and the beats Reach uppity reach gotta reach Power to the people and the beats Power to the people and the beats Power to the people and the beats