Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

On the liqs right now don't judge me Lately, I've been goin' through a lot of things I might pop a seal in the morning Blow the whole pound, don't judge me, yeah I don't want it if it ain't a two piece, yeah Right now I'm off a beam don't judge me Don't

Holier than thou You know not Judge not lest ye be judged yourself No more the craps rolls out your mouth again Haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin Little whispers circle around your head Why don't you worry about yourself instead Who are you

Fuck the police Fuck the Police "I want justice!" "Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect Judge Dre presiding In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department Prosecuting attorneys are: MC Ren, Ice Cube And Eazy motherfuckin' E" "Order, order,

One step at a time Just you and I Just you and I (Just you and I) Let's get drunk And I know I can tell you anything You won't judge, you're just listening, yeah 'Cause you're the best thing that ever happened to me 'Cause my darling, you and I Could

See it deh know the innocent going up in vapors And propaganda spreading inna the Sunday papers not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause Red-a judgement a blaze, blaze ya And Babylon a gamble the youth dem life like racehorse And gi dem a

Got up this mornin', just about the break of day Got up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes You know, I cried last night and all the night before You know, love's a hard ol' fall, make you do things you don't wanna do I got a letter this mornin',

Underneath we're all the same I've been around a while I know wrong from right And since a long time ago Things been always black and white Just like you can't judge a book by the cover We all gotta be careful

I don't know nobody Who thinks that they're somebody Who smiles at everybody You gotta lose you just a little Lose your cool just a little I won't judge you a little Not even a little bit I know you're fuckin' sick of it

Have mercy, I'm in a world of trouble now I'm being held by the State Patrol I am charged with traffic of the forbidden And I almost finished doing my parole Now, I'm on my way back down town Somebody help me, have mercy on my soul I go to court tomorrow