Anti-Cop songs
Can anybody name some of the best anti-police songs that they know of? I want to make a collection of "fuck the police" type songs.....
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Doesn't get more anti-police than this....
Body Count Body Count (1992) Cop Killer COP KILLER! YEAH! I got my black shirt on. I got my black gloves on. I got my ski mask on. This shit's been too long. I got my twelve gauge sawed off. I got my headlights turned off. I'm 'bout to bust some shots off. I'm 'bout to dust some cops off. I'm a COP KILLER, better you than me. COP KILLER, fuck police brutality! COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving, (FUCK 'EM!) COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, ha ha. I got my brain on hype. Tonight'll be your night. I got this long-assed knife. and your neck looks just right. My adrenaline's pumpin'. I got my stereo bumpin'. I'm 'bout to kill me somethin'. A pig stopped me for nuthin'! COP KILLER, better you than me. COP KILLER, fuck police brutality! COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving, (FUCK HER!) COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, yeah! DIE, DIE, DIE PIG, DIE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! Yeah! COP KILLER, better you than me. I'm a COP KILLER, fuck police brutality! COP KILLER, I know your family's grieving, (FUCK 'EM!) COP KILLER, but tonight we get even, ha ha ha ha, yeah! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE POLICE! Break it down. FUCK THE POLICE, yeah! FUCK THE POLICE, for Darryl Gates. FUCK THE POLICE, for Rodney King. FUCK THE POLICE, for my dead homies. FUCK THE POLICE, for your freedom. FUCK THE POLICE, don't be a pussy. FUCK THE POLICE, have some muthafuckin' courage. FUCK THE POLICE, sing along. COP KILLER! COP KILLER! COP KILLER! COP KILLER! COP KILLER! Whaddyou wanna be when you grow up? COP KILLER! Good choice. COP KILLER! I'm a muthafuckin' COP KILLER! COP KILLER, better you than me. COP KILLER, fuck police brutality! COP KILLER, I know your momma's grieving, (FUCK HER!) COP KILLER, but tonight we get even! "Police shit"-The Exploited Police lie on oath It happens all the time 15 years for the Guildford Four Innocent people send them off to jail You could be next Canīt trust the police at all Canīt trust the police at all Canīt trust the police at all Police shit Police shit Walking down the High Street With a friend of mine Got stopped by the police They asked us where weīre from I wouldnīt tell him Told him to go and get stuffed He radioed for back up Then they locked us up They lie in court It happens all the time 15 years for the Guildford Four Innocent people send them off to jail Canīt trust the police Canīt trust the police at all Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Lying bastards police Walking down the High Street With a friend of mine Stopped by the police Asked us where weīre from I wouldnīt tell him Told him to go and get stuffed He called for back up Canīt trust the police at all Police Truck-Dead Kennedys Tonight's the night that we got the truck We're goin' downtown gonna beat up drunks Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer It's the late, late shift no one to fear And ride, ride how we ride We ride, lowride It's roundup time where the good whores meet Gonna drag one screaming off the street And ride, ride how we ride Got a black uniform and a silver badge Playin' cops for real/playin' cops for pay Let's ride, lowride Pull down your dress here's a kick in the ass Let's beat you blue 'til you shit in your pants Don't move, child got a big black stick There's six of us babe, so suck on my dick And ride, ride how we ride Let's ride, lowride The left newspapers might whine a bit But the guys at the station they don't give a shit Dispatch calls "Are you doin' something wicked?" "No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets" As we ride, ride, how we ride Let's ride, lowride The Dicks-"The Dicks hate the police" Flaming Lips-"Wasting pigs is radical, man" |
NWA - Fuck Tha Police
Beatles - Piggies Cypress Hill - Cock tha hammer |
Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre "Deep Cover"
Tupac "Drop a Cop" Not that I'm condoning this anti-social behavior.:D Oh, how about The Clash "I Fought The Law" |
Fair & Just
Fair & Just - Kevin Wilson (Sung with Col Elliot)
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KRS-One-"Sound of da police"
Woop-woop! That's the sound of da police! Woop-woop! That's the sound of the beast! Verse One: Stand clear! Don man a-talk You can't stand where I stand, you can't walk where I walk Watch out! We run New York Police man come, we bust him out the park I know this for a fact, you don't like how I act You claim I'm sellin' crack But you be doin' that I'd rather say "see ya" Cause I would never be ya Be a officer? You WICKED overseer! Ya hotshot, wanna get props and be a saviour First show a little respect, change your behavior Change your attitude, change your plan There could never really be justice on stolen land Are you really for peace and equality? Or when my car is hooked up, you know you wanna follow me Your laws are minimal Cause you won't even think about lookin' at the real criminal This has got to cease Cause we be getting HYPED to the sound of da police! Chorus Verse Two: Now here's a likkle truth Open up your eye While you're checking out the boom-bap, check the exercise Take the word "overseer," like a sample Repeat it very quickly in a crew for example Overseer Overseer Overseer Overseer Officer, Officer, Officer, Officer! Yeah, officer from overseer You need a little clarity? Check the similarity! The overseer rode around the plantation The officer is off patroling all the nation The overseer could stop you what you're doing The officer will pull you over just when he's pursuing The overseer had the right to get ill And if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill The officer has the right to arrest And if you fight back they put a hole in your chest! (Woop!) They both ride horses After 400 years, I've _got_ no choices! The police them have a little gun So when I'm on the streets, I walk around with a bigger one (Woop-woop!) I hear it all day Just so they can run the light and be upon their way Chorus Verse Three: Check out the message in a rough stylee The real criminals are the C-O-P You check for undercover and the one PD But just a mere Black man, them want check me Them check out me car for it shine like the sun But them jealous or them vexed cause them can't afford one Black people still slaves up til today But the Black police officer nah see it that way Him want a salary Him want it So he put on a badge and kill people for it My grandfather had to deal with the cops My great-grandfather dealt with the cops My GREAT grandfather had to deal with the cops And then my great, great, great, great... when it's gonna stop?! Chorus |
Mad Caddies - Polyester Khakis
Screeching Weasel - Police Insanity Operation Ivy - Officer Propagandhi - Pigs Will Pay Cypress Hill - Pigs |
B.D.P. - Bo! Bo! Bo!
Well, seven in the morning I woke up to jog Rushed out the door to inhale the smog As I ran, I began to wonder "Should I produce or should I tour this summer?" Well just that second I heard "stay where you are!" Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car I laid on the pavement like I was hurt Then a redneck cop jumped out with a smirk He said, "ah boy you better watch where you run" as he poked my side with the barrel of his shotgun I said "Officer man I ain't do nothin" He said "what's that word you niggers use, ya frontin? Well ya frontin, so why were you running down the street?" At this time I had stood to my feet and said "Wait a minute" And that's when he did it, he hit me in the face with his gun I wasn't with it so On the ground was a bottle of Snapple, I broke the bottle in his fucking Adam's apple As he fell his partner called for backup well, I had the shotgun and began to act up with that... Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack The only way to deal with racism if you're black Well I threw down the gun and began to run I got back in no time and loaded the nine First I took two clips and then I took two more I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door I took three shots and then I laid They rushed in shooting so I threw a quick grenade It went boom like a supernova Badges arms heads legs cops were all over I jumped out the fire escape down to the street and I started to run you know I couldn't feel my feet, I was weak, I said to myself Holy shit! My shirt had filled with blood I didn't know I got hit but there's no time to stop no time to explain man I'm in too deep with this everyday ghetto pain Black men are judged by their clothes Black women are looked at as hoes So I as one of these uppity n----s Can only rely on the sound of a trigga going Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack The only way to deal with racism if you're black Well I staggered down the street to an old bookstore Called the Tree of Life (Yo D it ain't there no more) But when it was boy I was lucky Cause in the basement is where they stuck me When I awoke at the 14th hour Three black women had gave me a quick shower I stayed a while and escaped in a truck Driven by two guys, Rakim and Chuck What the fuck I asked as I laid there How many guys do you drive a day there? Chuck said many, Rakim said plenty it's an everyday thing when you're willing to sing a song... Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack Get your street knowledge every posse know that come again Bo Bo Bo Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack The only way to deal with racism if you're black Peace and love to DJ Scott LaRock he's in there still! ====================================== B.D.P.- Who protects us from you? (Fy ah! Come down fas'...) You were put here to protect us But who protects us from you? Every time you say "That's illegal" Doesn't mean that that's true (Uh huh) Your authority's never questioned No one questions you If I hit you I'll be killed But you hit me? I can sue (Order! Order!) Lookin' through my history book I've watched you as you grew Killin' blacks and callin' it the law (Bo! Bo! Bo!) And worshipping Jesus too There was a time when a black man Couldn't be down wit' your crew (Can I have a job please?) Now you want all the help you can get Scared? Well ain't that true (You goddamn right) You were put here to protect us But who protects us from you? Or should I say, who are you protecting? The rich? the poor? Who? It seems that when you walk the ghetto You walk wit' your own point of view (Look at that gold chain) You judge a man by the car he drives Or if his hat match his shoe (Yo, you lookin' kinda fresh) Well, back in the days of Sherlock Holmes A man was judged by a clue Now he's judged by if he's Spanish, Black, Italian or Jew So do not kick my door down and tie me up While my wife cooks the stew (You're under arrest!) Cos you were put here to protect us But who protects us from you? (A public service announcement brought to you by the scientists of Boogie Down Productions. Fy-ah! Come again...) |
Pennywise - Fuck Authority
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