Police break down the door
first thing in the morning
before we were awake
Of course they did not knock
but battered down the door
with a S.W.A.T. team of ten
Likely someone tipped them
off to a narcotics
ring in our apartment
If we were running drugs
we would not be surprised
to find soldiers half-baked
Calling out both our names
to get down on the ground
place us under arrest
Evidently some creep
in California called
in the tip as a prank
Brutal tactics they use
let you know you may die
if you make a false move
Arguments won't be heard
they've come to trash the place
to find and or descend
To the deepest circles
of hell to bring Satan
to justice they were sent
To handle a mission
from the Father Himself
the Almighty ruler
Evangelical priests
to announce the good news
we did not pass the test
Rely on an arrest
to stick even as we
learn about the drunk tank
In good faith these strong men
and women of the state
brought us to feel the groove
Niggas on the Southside
know all too well the cops
serve and protect their own
Gather the evidence
to prove our innocence
against guilty verdicts
Realize the system
doesn't care if we're poor
or don't like the cooler
Arrive in state prison
because lawyers don't care
that I sing baritone
Marvelously in choir
at church every Sunday
God loves all His convicts
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