The C.o.p.

I don't run with the C.o.p. day after day they're harassin me pull me out my car shove me down on my face,, treat me like a crook such a disgrace i have a family day in day out house is like a crime scene bustin thro the door to take me down,, time to pack up and leave town everytime i walk down the street i run into a bad c.o.p. on his beat soon as he see my face,make it back home is a freakin foot race one day i get the jump on these coppers someone gimme the digits 2 freakin crime stoppers im no thug just a simple man ,,gotta go here they come again.