Trouble in Town

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 my goodness There's blood on the beat The law 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 released 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 And I get no comfort And I get no name Everything is getting strained 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're getting smart? 'Cause you'll be in a fucking car with him I'm just 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 jack shit 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? Indawo jikelele Jikelele, jikelele Jikelele, jikelele Jikelele, jikelele Jikelele, jikelele Jikelele, jikelele