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 Law of the jungle Or 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, because they hung my brother brown Because their system just keep you down There's trouble, this 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 strange What's that? What's his name? Alright, is that X your middle name? Cool, I'm on a vehicle ID right? You're getting smart? 'cause you'll be in a fucking car with him I'm sorry I'm sorry 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 pays 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 So 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 Are you supposed to grab me up like this? Grab you up? I'll grab you any way I got to You're not protecting me while I'm trying to go to work Why won't you shut up?