[Brother Ali]

Let's even it up

Your blood for our blood

Feed 'em from what we been eatin'

Make em taste sour love

They speak a funny tongue-

Only understand the language of money and guns

And they only left us one

So we gon' holla at ya

Chop it up and parlay with ya

Watch the god complex whither when the hollows hit ya

May your blood clean the streets where you killed our future

And shot Yatusa[?]

Lest you give body to Lucifer

Cold walkin' zombie with bullets for eyes

It's not just a disguise

They bitter killers inside the

Human fingers of the slave trade legacy

Vampire overseer incarnate ugly like the Mona Lisa

If you livin' in the fringe

The mere image is enough to make you quiver in your skin 'cause

They have no consequences, they have no fear

Put one behind one's ear, do one every year

Drop a bowling ball through the roof of a squad car

Hang 'em from a light pole as proof that they are not hard

This is the anger that you created by strangling a man in the middle of the streets with his hands up

Picture on a closed casket where the phony flag sits

Let 'em never take black tape off of they badges

The slave's last task is digging graves for their masters

Plant 'em in the field where they prayed for disaster

[Chorus]

Officer Down

Let off a round in the sky

'til the fire in his eye

Burns brown

We can't wait 'til we hear you say

Going down, may day may day

We're gonna drown

Officer Down

Let off a round in the sky

'til the fire in his eye

Burns brown

We can't wait 'til we hear you say

Going down, may day may day

We're gonna drown

[I Self Devine]

Let's get started

Stupid, retarded

Aimin' at targets

Blastin' with purpose

Workin' with burners

Hood service

Community outlets

Out with the mindset

That we can't police ourself

'cause we savages

We don't need you

You create the problems we can see through

Money operations

See you stop an' wait

And pop pop a Glock

Non stop up inside a station

While we was springing my mind

Steady evaluatin'

Reflectin' and plannin'

For understandin'

What was I born on this planet to cause havoc?

In every life on the Earth I been an underdog

Reppin' with field nigga

Ex-slave with real people

One for [?] and two for Courtney Williams

[?]

Workin' with pigs it won't help and

There's no good pigs on the force

I'm Islam, you Swine

Unless you cross that Blue Line

We got terrorists with blue steel

Exercise the free will to kill

But still it gets really real

From slave catchers to serpents that serve murder

A pig slaughtered to me

Is like a dropped burglar

The media pumps his wife and his kids

And we get blasted, it's like we did a bid

So get ready as we ride 'til we die

It's some serious as tears start to fly

[Chorus]

Officer Down

Let off a round in the sky

'til the fire in his eye

Burns brown

We can't wait 'til we hear you say

Going down, may day may day

We're gonna drown

Officer Down

Let off a round in the sky

'til the fire in his eye

Burns brown

We can't wait 'til we hear you say

Going down, may day may day

We're gonna drown