Who are you Who who who who I woke up in a Soho doorway The policeman knew my name He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground The breeze blew back my hair I remembered throwing punches

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

I pray for everybody But you can pray for them Pray for everybody Look around, look around, look around, look around Pray for everybody, tell me exactly what you're seeing I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges

Take your time, shorty (time) Don't be in a rush, shorty (don't even rush) Study around shorty (study around) Bust shit down, shorty (bust shit down) Man go down, shorty (man go down) Take the police, shorty On high speed, shorty (Shorty, uh, shorty)

Who are you? Who, who, who, who? (Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh) (Who are you?) (Who, who, who, who?) Well, who are you? (who are you? who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name

This is what you'll get I lost myself, I lost myself Karma police When you mess with us I've given all I can For a minute there Phew, for a minute there Arrest this man He talks in maths

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'm just bicken back being bool I'm just bicken back, bicken back, bicken back, bicken back being bool Pull up on the block like why Fuck the police, niggas better call the SWAT I ain't never played with the pot I was in your house trying to find a spot

Last night I heard the screaming Loud voices behind the wall Another sleepless night for me It won't do no good to call The police always come late If they come at all And when they arrive They say they can't interfere With domestic affairs

In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man Instead of broken dreams and tragedy We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man Clean and pure