Pigs

Uh, whoo-ooh
 Pig, freeze, uh
 Yo, look at your room it's a mess
 (It's a mess)
 And you tell me that I can't wear a vest?
 (Uh?)
 Why, you got one
 Beating brothers in the chest with a shotgun
 In my pocket asking where I got my knot from, I got a job
 Like everybody with black faces gotta rob
 (Right)
 Oh you want my ID? It's not a prob
 What's two or three cars for I'm not the mob
 (Uh-uh)
 I'm just a young rap artist
 Do the shit you probably refer to as "that garbage"
 Which probably makes me a black target
 That's why I don't love you, whole or half-hearted
 A lot of police should feel like a thug
 When I see the boys in blue, I feel like a blood
 But I ain't gang related
 (No)
 Sketch you in court when you change your statement
 Middle finger to the blue and whites
 That wanna get behind the car
 And flash the light like freeze
 Put your hands on the wall
 They want us behind bars for life
 And won't grant your rights
 To call your wife like freeze
 (Pig)
 Uh-uh, my word is law
 Mister Officer, please don't shoot
 (Please don't shoot)
 Show a little love to the young black youth
 (Young black youth)
 You plant drugs on us, stamp "thugs" on us
 Put us in cuffs, shipped on a bus
 (Yup)
 To a cell that's equivalent to hell on earth
 So the rats don't care who they tell on first
 The Greeks don't care if you innocent
 (Innocent)
 Put a lighter in the air if you feelin' it
 (If you feelin' it)
 Middle finger to the blue and white
 That wanna get behind the car
 And flash the lights like Freeze
 Put your hands on the wall
 They want us behind bars for life
 And won't grant your rights
 To call your wife like Freeze
 No, my word is law