Police, police, police, police From genesis to revelation The next generation will be, hear me Police and thieves in the streets, oh yeah Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition Police and thieves in the street, oh yeah Fighting the nation with

They can't stop me now I spit on the streets in San Called the record and company man My enthusiasm filled the room I was young and I was keen With the devil in my stream As I hollowed at an old blues tune We can't sign your sign

When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?" Laying everybody low with a love song that he made You said 'I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die' A lovestruck Romeo sang the streets of serenade Finds a

But we don't go outside anymore The radio blasts hysteria While the television's sideways on the floor We're mourning in the streets of Amerika Mourning in the streets of Amerika Stand by to switch on We fire out all pistons We're singing along But no

Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Every time I'm walkin' down the streets Some pretty mama starts breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin'

Things that I have been dealt Places that I have roamed Home, I’m home Home, I'm home, home, home, home Home, I'm home Streets full of people with trinkets to share Offerin' them up for the folks in despair Yandi and crystals and oils for growth

No one ever thought up in the streets that I could hold it down Even with all this weight on me couldn't bring me down Go ahead and keep hatin' on me So I can wave Talkin' that shit while I bring that heat and now I hold the crown Hi to the haterz (hi to

Say you'll be here with me all night Won't let it go in the daylight Say you'll be here to fight And we will make it right You're holding my hand so tight Promise you will be around when the sun goes down We can't win if we don't play

Just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody Mama ain't raise no fool Daddy told me never leave the house without my tool Papa told me never trust a sucka nigga from the streets Grandma said she love me and she always praying for me But I just wanna

You move me You call me With your buildings and your eyes Autumn woods and winter skies Open sea and city lights Busy streets and dizzy heights When I leave, I don't know A hot and windy August afternoon Has the trees in constant motion