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 pin 

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*



                          Thanks to elle_bee09@hotmail.com for these lyrics



                          Thanks to southernbelljvow@cablelynx.com for these lyrics