10 L.A.P.D.
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The cops are taking care of business, I can understand
But the L.A. story is going way out of hand
Acts of aggression, they say they're justified
It seems an obsession started from the inside
They're shooting anyone who even tries to run
They're shooting little kids with a toy gun
Took it to a jury, they don't give a damn
The one who tells the truth is always the policeman
Beat on the niggers
Beat 'em while they're in the sink
Don't need a reason
L.A.P.D
The city of L.A. feels like a prison
Helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by
The martial law but ain't no solution
Police brutality's a social pollution now
Beat on the white trash
Beat 'em while they're in the sink
Don't need a reason
L.A.P.D
Say they're keeping the peace, but man, I ain't buying
'Cause the billy club ain't much of a pacifier
Protecting your freedom, man, it's just a lie
An excuse for power that's more like an alibi
And law and order doesn't really matter
When you're the one getting bruised and battered
And you take it to a jury, they throw it in your face
'Cause justice in L.A. don't fit in a can of mace, now
Beat on the niggers
Beat 'em while they're in the sink
Don't need a reason
L.A.P.D
L.A.P.D
L.A.P.D
But the L.A. story is going way out of hand
Acts of aggression, they say they're justified
It seems an obsession started from the inside
They're shooting anyone who even tries to run
They're shooting little kids with a toy gun
Took it to a jury, they don't give a damn
The one who tells the truth is always the policeman
Beat on the niggers
Beat 'em while they're in the sink
Don't need a reason
L.A.P.D
The city of L.A. feels like a prison
Helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by
The martial law but ain't no solution
Police brutality's a social pollution now
Beat on the white trash
Beat 'em while they're in the sink
Don't need a reason
L.A.P.D
Say they're keeping the peace, but man, I ain't buying
'Cause the billy club ain't much of a pacifier
Protecting your freedom, man, it's just a lie
An excuse for power that's more like an alibi
And law and order doesn't really matter
When you're the one getting bruised and battered
And you take it to a jury, they throw it in your face
'Cause justice in L.A. don't fit in a can of mace, now
Beat on the niggers
Beat 'em while they're in the sink
Don't need a reason
L.A.P.D
L.A.P.D
L.A.P.D