 Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws
Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws
And I'm turning to you,
Oh, to save me...
And I'm turning to you,
Oh, to save me...
Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns
Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns
And I'm turning to you, to save me...
And I'm turning to you,
Oh, to save me! Save me...
To save me, save me, to save me!
Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall
Making fun of us all
Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall
And it makes a joke of us all
And I'm turning to you, to save me...
And I'm turning to you, to save me, save me...
To save me, save me, to save me!
Ganglord, remember!
The police can always be bribed...
Ganglord, remember!
The police can always be bribed...
They say 'to protect and to serve'
But what they really want to say is:
"Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto!
Get yourself back to the ghetto!
The ghetto! The ghetto!
Get yourself back to the ghetto!
The ghetto! The ghetto!"
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