GETO BOYS - CROOKED OFFICER Lyrics

I'm sick of you hoes tryin to run minei'm comin with a good lineRunnin after one timeI got a grudge against you blue suitsBlack suits, white suits and state troopsThat's the way you made usSent a brother to the penenitentiary is how you play usLock us up for the summertook the brother's name away and passed us as a numberJust because you legally pack a gack manDoesn't necessarily mean you have to point it at the black manEspecially you black copsyou let your gacks popBecause them honkies got you brainwashedNow we come to new dealingsFuck all the dumb shit, the line of work is cap peelingI'm cuttin shit shortAin't no fillin out reportsCause you ain't makin it to courtI'm lettin freedom ringFrom the hole in my glock, for fuckin off Rodney KingIt ain't shit that you can ask usAnd since justice is blind, I'm gone buy the bitch some glassesWake the fuck up chumpsI'm comin after your assCrooked officerChorus:Mr. Officer, crooked officerI wanna put your ass in a coffin sirCause you done fucked with niggas like myself for too longIt's time to grab my motherfuckin shit and get it onBushwick:Oh Mr. Officer, crooked officer what's happeningYou beat another black man's ass and now you high tapping friendDo I have to move to River OaksAnd bleach my fuckin skin so I can look like these white folksJust to get some assistanceBecause the brutality in my neighborhood is gettin persistentcause you wanna harass me yeahAnd if I talk back you wanna bust my black ass GJust like Rodney KingBut if you try that shit with me, its gonna be a different sceneTry to pull me over on a dark roadBut I'll be damned if I don't grab my nine and unloadUntil every blue shirt turns redYou heard what I saidI want all you crooked motherfuckers deadSo you better start pickin out your coffin sirCause I'm comin after your assChorus:Big Mike:Momma called me up the pther day i got a warrantPunk ass laws wanna know where the gun wentSay I shot a nigga the other night at a partyLieing out they ass I was at home drinkin 40sCoolin with my niggas playin dominoes in the kitchenA big black nigga did the killin and I'm fittin the descriptionAnd you know they think all black niggas look alikeso now they got the flashlight lookin for Big MikeJackin niggas up tryin to capture meCoppers wanna gaffle meTryin to put bullets into the back of meTime and time again i told them I didn't do itAnd they knew itBut they still pursued itSo them motherfuckers blewSo now I'm about to grab my shit And put them son of a bitches six feet underCause I'm sick of runnin from you motherfuckersturnin tables cause i'm able I ain't fallin victimTime to play a game, see the police watch me stick themCause I ain't runnin from the p-o-l-i-c-e neverMotherfuckin t-i-m-e of daythey'll have to g-u-t a meOff the s-e-t And my h double o dFuckin around with the B-I-GYou'll be in a g-r-a-v-e