When cops are taking care of business I can understand
But the l.a. storys gone way out of hand
Their acts of aggression, they say theyre justified
But it seems an obsession has started from the inside
Theyre shooting anyone who even tries to run
Theyre shooting little kids with toy guns
Take it to a jury but they dont give a damn
Because the one who tells the truth is always the policeman

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Beat all the niggers
Beat whoever you see
Dont need a reason
(were) l.a.p.d.

The city of l.a. feels like a prison
With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by
Martial law aint no solution
Police brutalitys just social pollution

Beat all the white trash
Beat whoever you see
Dont need a reason
(were) l.a.p.d.

They say theyre keeping the peace
But Im not buying it because a billy club aint much of a pacifier
protecting your freedom
Now thats just a lie
Its an excuse for power thats more like an alibi
Law and order doesnt really matter
When youre the one getting bruisedand battered
You take it to a jury, theyll throw it in your face
Because justice in l.a. comes in a can of mace

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