Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
N.Y.C. Dope Choir
Background Vocals
Tripp Eisen
Electric Guitar
Preston Nash
Drums
Acey Slade
Bass Guitar
Edsel Dope
Programming
Simon Dope
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
Harry Whitaker
Songwriter
Lorenzo Patterson
Songwriter
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Travis
Producer
Roger Liam
Editing Engineer
Eric Too
Assistant Engineer
Derek Carlson
Assistant Engineer
Mr. Big Head
Assistant Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Edsel Dope
Producer
Lyrics
This is important stuff, I mean, this came to things true
There's an alteration of... we got constitutional rights that are being violated everyday by the police
They beat the kids, they drop the mom, they throw 'em in jail
The judges are called
And they throw the kids in jail, it makes no sense, they don't give a shit, they just care about their minds
Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground
A motherfucker got it bad 'cause I'm loud
I'm not a carbon copy 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 beatin' on and throwin' in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager
With a little bit of dough and a pager
Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product
Yeah, motherfucker, I'm sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and my friends
All rollin' in a benz
Beat a police out of shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of a slaughter
Still gettin' strong off bread and water
I don't know if they're fags or what
Searchin' me down and grabbin' my nuts
A motherfucker on the war path
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a blood bath
Of cops dyin' on my way
Yeah I got somethin' to say
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police and I say it with authority
'Cause my people on the street are the majority
Lights are flashin' behind me
But you're a scared little faggot so you 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
Police I'm sayin' fuck you punk
Read my rights and shit, it's all junk
Pullin' 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 and I'ma fuck you up
Make you think I'ma kick your ass
But drop your gat and I'm gonna blast
Takin' out a police will make my day
A motherfucker like me don't give a fuck to say
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Fuck the police
Written by: A. Young, Andre Romell Young, Harry Lamar Iii Whitaker, L. Patterson, Lorenzo Jerald Patterson, O. Jackson

