Cops are taking care of business I can understand But the L.A. story's gone way out of hand Acts of aggression, they say they're justified It seems an obsession has started from the inside They're shooting anyone who even tries to run They're shooting little kids with toy guns Take it to a jury but they don't give a damn The one who tells the truth is always the policeman Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason L.A.P.D. City of L.A. feels like a prison Helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by Martial law ain't no solution Police brutality's just social pollution Beat all the white trash Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason L.A.P.D. They say they're keeping the peace but I'm not Buying it because a billy club ain't much of a pacifier 'Protecting your freedom' now that's just a lie It's an excuse for power that's more like an alibi Law and order doesn't really matter When you're the one getting bruised and battered You take it to a jury, they'll throw it in your face Because justice in L.A. comes in a can of mace Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason L.A.P.D. L.A.P.D. L.A.P.D.
I Hear a Symphony (In the Style of the Supremes) [Karaoke Version]