Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect. Judge Dre residing. In the case of N.W.A. versus the police department, prosecuting attorneys are MC Rand, Ice Cube, and Eazy motherfuckin' E. Order, order, order. Ice Cube, take the motherfuckin' stand. Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help your black ass? You goddamn right. Won't you tell everybody what the * you gotta say? * the police coming straight from the underground. A young nigga got it bad cause I'm brown. And not the other color, so police think they have the authority to kill a minority. * that * cause I ain't the one for a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on. And thrown in jail, we can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell. Fuckin' with me cause I'm a teenager with a little bit of gold and a pager. Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product. Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotics. You'd rather see me in the pen than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benzo. Beat a police outta shape, and when I finish, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter. Still can't swallow bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what. Search a nigga down and grabbin' his nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none. But don't let it be a black and a white one, cause they'll slam ya down to the street top. Black police showin' out for the white cop. Ice Cube will swarm on any motherfucker in a blue uniform. Just cause I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me. A young nigga on the warpath, and when I finish, it's gonna be a bloodbath of cops dyin' in LA. Yo Dre, I got somethin' to say. * the police. *, *, *, * the police. *, *, *, * the police. *, *, *, * the police. Example of scene one. Boy, you're a goddamn *. You ain't damn. Aw, *. Now what the * you pullin' me up in for? Cause I feel like it. Just sit your ass on the curb and shut the * up. Man, * this *. Aight, smartass, I'm takin' your black ass to jail. MC Wren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this * up incident? * the police, and Wren said it with authority. Because of niggas on the street, it's a majority of gang. They put whoever I'm steppin', and a motherfuckin' weapon is kept in a stash box. For the so-called law, wishin' Wren was a nigga that they never saw. Lights start flashin' behind me, but they're scared of a nigga, so they mace me to blind me. But that * don't work, I just laugh. Because it gives them a hint, not to step in my path of police. I'm sayin', * you, punk. Read my rights and *, it's all junk. Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand with a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand. But take off the gun so you can see what's up, and we'll go at it, punk, and I'ma * you up. Make you think I'ma kick your ass, but drop your gat, and Wren's gonna blast. I'm sneaky as * when it comes to crime, but I'ma smoke him now and not next time. Smoke any motherfucker that sweats me, any * that threatens me. I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope, takin' out a cop or two that can't cope with me. The motherfuckin' villain that's mad, with potential to get bad as *, so I'ma turn it around. Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound. Yeah, somethin' like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat. Takin' out a police would make my day, but a nigga like Wren don't give a * to say. * the police. *, *, * the police. *, *, * the police. *, *, * the police. Yeah, man, what you need? Police, open up. We have a warrant for EZ's arrest. Get down and put your hands where I can see them. Get on the floor. Just shut the * up and get your motherfuckin' ass on the floor. Man, just shut the * up. EZ, why don't you step up to the stand and tell the jury how you feel about this bullshit. I'm tired of the motherfuckin' jackin'. Sweatin' my gang while I'm chillin' in the shackin'. Shinin' the light in my face, and for what? Maybe it's because I kick so much, but I kick ass. Or maybe cause I blast on a stupid ass nigga when I'm playin' with the trigger of an Uzi or an AK. Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say. They put out my picture with silence, cause my identity by itself causes violence. So E with the criminal behavior. Yeah, I'm a gangster, but still I got flavor. Without a gun and a badge, what do you got? A sucker in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me or another nigga. And with a gat, it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger. It's time to go eat *, he's an old school fool. And as y'all know, EZ's here to rule. Whenever I'm rollin', keep lookin' in the mirror, and it's on cue, yo. So I can hear a dumb motherfuckin' with a gun. And if I'm rollin' off the 8, he'll be the one that I take out. And then get away while I'm drivin' off laughin', this is what I'll say. * the police. *, *, *, * the police. *, *, *, *, * the police. *, *, *, *, * the police. The verdict. The jury has found you guilty of bein' a redneck, white bread, chicken * motherfucker. Hey, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie. Get him outta here. I want justice. Get him the * out my face. I want justice. Out right now. * you, you black motherfucker. * the police. * the police. * the police.