Punk Police Mac Dre

[Intro]
And for this final selection...

[Refrain]
Punk police, punk police, punk police, punk police, punk police
Punk police, punk police, punk police, punk police, punk police
Punk police, punk police, punk police, punk police

[Verse 1]
Stop — I can't take no mo'
Why is the police steady knocking at my do'?
24/7, the devils be trippin'
They say some banks was robbed and I fit the description
But that's drama, so save it for your mama
I'm not criminal minded, punk police, I'm a
Dope rhyme dealer, not a money stealer
Was real in '91, but now I'm much realer
On the streets you roam, tryna follow me home
Steady running checks, on me and my Brougham
You see my mother is worried, you got her vision all blurry
You throwing darts at my partner's poster — and he's buried?
Resting in peace, but you won't give him no peace
Man, you punk police, I'm not the savage beast
You labeled us a ruthless G-A-N-G
But the biggest gangsters are on the VPD
They hate to see me driving a car I bought
They hate how I talk, I can't spit on the sidewalk
They roughin' and cuffin' me, in jail they be duffin' me
Every damn day, mayne, they can't get enough of me
I could maybe understand if I was breaking the law
And I'ma dedicate this to Detective McGraw
You be steady accusing, but these cases you losing
You be steady abusing, mayne, do you find it amusing?
Well, haha, haha, I'ma laugh in your face
While you kick on back and feel the bass
Punk police with a one-track mind
Man, you can't even find who's been robbing you blind
It got deep, so you had to blame somebody
What's next — you gon' frame somebody?
You gon' frame somebody?
(You gon' frame somebody?)
Is you gon' frame somebody?
(Is you gon' frame somebody?)