Trouble in Town lyrics

Trouble in town

Because they cut my brother down

Because my sister can't wear her crown

There's trouble, there's trouble in town

Blood on the beat (Oh-oh)

Oh my goodness, there's blood on the beat

Lore of the jungle or the law of the street

There's blood on, there's blood on the beat

And I get no shelter

And I get no peace

And I never get relief

Trouble in town (Oh-oh)

Because they hung my brother Brown

Because their system just keep you down

There's trouble, there's trouble in town

And I get no shelter

And I get no peace

And I just get more police, eh

And I get no comfort

And I get no name

Everything is gettin' strained

[Interlude: Young Man & Police Officer Philip Nace]

Best friends

What's that?

What's his name?

X (Standby, sir)

Alright, is that X your middle name?

Of course, it's on a vehicle ID, right?

You gettin' smart? 'Cause you'll be in a fucking car with him

I'm telling you

Fucking smartass

I'm asking you what the X is, is that your middle name?

Of course, what is it?

Don't come back with the "What is it?" fucking shit

Talk to these fucking pigs on the street that way, you ain't talking to me that way

I don't talk to nobody in the streets, I don't hang with nobody

Well then don't come to fucking Philadelphia, stay in Jersey

I have family out here

Everybody thinks they're a fucking lawyer and they don't know jackshit

Are you supposed to grab me like this?

Grab you up? I'll grab you any way I got to

You're not protecting me while I'm trying, while I'm trying to go to work

Why don't you shut up?

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