CHORUS]

Warn the town the beast is loose,

Word 'em up y'all

C'mon



[LAURYN]

Conflicts with night sticks

Illegal sales districts,

Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-TRICK-cians rich

Heretics push narcotics amidst its risks and frisks,

Cool cliques throw bricks but seldom hit targets

Private-DIC sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks.

The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich SUCKS DICK



[CLEF]

Meanwhile the government brings Star Wars from glocks to glockers

C.O.P. has an APB out on Chewbacca

Mista Mayor, can I say something in yo honor

Yesterday in Central Park they got the Jogger

Okay, okay.

Let's get the confusion straight in ghetto Gotham

The man behind the mask you thought was Batman is Bill Clinton.

Who soon retire, the roof is on fire

Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma

Things are getting serious, Kuumbaya,

On a mountain satan offered me, Manhattan help me Jah Jah



[CLEF]

You can't search me without probable cause

Or that proper ammunition they call reasonable suspicion

Listen I bring friction to your whole jurisdiction

You planted seeds in my seat when I wasn't lookin.

Now you ask me for my license/registration

"WHAT THE FUCK" is my name

"WHAT THE FUCK" is my occupation

Well I'm an MC, I'm down with the Fugees

Mother Mary caught a flashback like Rodney now the cops got Lolly.



[LAURYN]

The subconscious psychology that you use against me,

If I lose control will send me to the penetentiary

Such as Alcatraz, or shot up like al Hajj Malik Shabazz

High class get bypassed while my ass gets harrassed.

And the fuzz treat bruh's like they manhood never was,

And if you too powerful, you get bugged like Peter Tosh and Marley was.

And my word does nothing against the feds,

So my eyes stay red as I chase crazy bald heads, WORD UP.



[CHORUS]

Warn the town the beast is loose, Ah - ah, Ah - ah

Word 'em up y'all



[CLEF]

The chase is on I feel like the bad guy

Fifth gear 125 like New Jersey drive

Looked in my rear view mirror

Police was getting closer

Heard a roar in the sky,

Looked up and saw the Blue Thunder.

My inner conscious says throw your handkerchief and surrender,

BUT TO WHO???

The star spangled banner ooh.

Say can't you see cops more crooked than we

By the dawn's early night robbin' niggas for kis.

Easy low key crooked military

Pay taxes out my ass but they still harrass me.



[PRAZ]

The streets of corruption got me bustin and cussin' in the concrete

jungle

Thoughts being dribbled like that tall kid Mutumbo

Handled by Hannibal

Soon I'm gonna be a fugitive like Dr. Kimble.



[CLEF]

Hey yo should I slow down?



[PRAZ]

Nah kid go faster,

Just cause they got a badge, they could still be impostors.

Probable cause, got flaws like dirty draws

Meet me at the corner store so we can start the street wars.



[CHORUS]

Warn the town the beast is loose, Ah - ah, Ah - ah,

Word 'em up y'all