Now I found some Grace beneath the judge's gavel Grace among my brothers on the firing line Grace upon this road less traveled Grace beneath the pines, the pines Grace beneath the pines There'll be no more running round for me No more going down, you'll

I swear you won't be sorry Ooh, nah nah nah, ooh, nah nah nah So come on, baby, open up You know I never ever judge I want your whole, whole heart, lay it on me I want your whole, whole heart, give me that You doubt I could be your safety net What now?

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,

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

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

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

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

You're the judge, oh no Set me free Na na na na oh, oh Na na na na oh oh I know my soul's freezing Na na na na oh I found my way Right time wrong place As I plead my case

If I had possession, over judgment day And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long Had to fold my arms and I, slowly walked away Now run here, baby, set down on my knee Lord, the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't, have no right to pray And

But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges But I know that I can make it As long as somebody takes me home (Every now and then) Nobody ever had a dream 'round here