F**k the Po-Po (Live)

Blue lights flashing, they had traffic stopped And Highway 11's done turned into a permanent road block I wasn't driving, my wife was my D.D. And she hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D. And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we just want to go home Woah-woah And I was mad as hell, thinking fuck the po-po And they wonder why folks don't trust 'em no more Woah-hoah And I'm not gonna let this go, so I'm singing fuck the po-po So I got arrested, just for speaking up And that cop said boy the only right you have is to shut the fuck up Now I'm a jail-bird, I've done time in the pen And I've got a real messed up story to tell all my friends And my name was in the newspaper in my home town They ruined my reputation because I didn't bow down No-no And now I'm mad as hell singing fuck the po-po And they wonder why folks don't trust 'em no more Woah-hoah And I'm not gonna let this go so I'm singing fuck the po-po Two fingers in the air for the J.P.D. The long-arm of the law coming down on me Now I understand why all these rappers are mad They must have been treated as badly as I have Now I'm screaming thug life, fuck the po-po Shootin' birds out the window whenever the cops go by They're puttin road blocks in front of my house Man I'm starting to feel like I live under the Taliban Can't drive home without a gun in my face Thursday through Sunday, they're invading my space Tellin' me its for my sake, they're keepin' the streets safe By gettin' all the drunks off of the highway But I say man, that's a big fuckin' lie It's all about the money from the D.U.I.'s Otherwise they'd be parked out in front of this bar Giving free breathalysers before we get in our cars Instead they just hide about 3 miles away And sit and wait for one of us to make a mistake Drink a little to much and you'll be cuffed and stuffed And probably roughed up if you complain enough You'll be carted off to jail, in the land of the free Another victim of the over-zealous J.P.D. Now don't get me wrong, I don't mean disrespect There are a lot of good cops, who serve and protect And they boldly put their lives on the line To protect our rights and give us peace of mind But for every cop who thinks his badge is a crown This song is for you, and I'll never bow down ... And I'm mad as hell singing fuck the po-po Woah-woah And I'm not gonna let this go so I'm singing fuck the po-po y'all Oh no, fuck the po-po