[CHORUS:]
  Warn the town the beast is loose,
  Word 'em up y'all
  C'mon
    [LAURYN:]
  Conflicts with night sticks
  Illegal sales districts,
  Hand-picked lunatics, keep poli-TRICK-cians rich
  Heretics push narcotics amidst its risks and frisks,
  Cool cliques throw bricks but seldom hit targets
  Private-DIC sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks.
  The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich SUCKS D***
    [CLEF:]
  Meanwhile the government brings Star Wars from glocks to glockers
  C.O.P. has an APB out on Chewbacca
  Mista Mayor, can I say something in yo honor
  Yesterday in Central Park they got the Jogger
  Okay, okay.
  Let's get the confusion straight in ghetto Gotham
  The man behind the mask you thought was Batman is Bill Clinton.
  Who soon retire, the roof is on fire
  Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma
  Things are getting serious, Kuumbaya,
  On a mountain satan offered me, Manhattan help me Jah Jah
    [CLEF:]
  You can't search me without probable cause
  Or that proper ammunition they call reasonable suspicion
  Listen I bring friction to your whole jurisdiction
  You planted seeds in my seat when I wasn't lookin.
  Now you ask me for my license/registration
  "WHAT THE F**K" is my name
  "WHAT THE F**K" is my occupation
  Well I'm an MC, I'm down with the Fugees
  Mother Mary caught a flashback like Rodney now the cops got Lolly.
    [LAURYN:]
  The subconscious psychology that you use against me,
  If I lose control will send me to the penetentiary
  Such as Alcatraz, or shot up like al Hajj Malik Shabazz
  High class get bypassed while my ass gets harrassed.
  And the fuzz treat bruh's like they manhood never was,
  And if you too powerful, you get bugged like Peter Tosh and Marley was.
  And my word does nothing against the feds,
  So my eyes stay red as I chase crazy bald heads, WORD UP.
    [CHORUS:]
  Warn the town the beast is loose, Ah - ah, Ah - ah
  Word 'em up y'all
    [CLEF:]
  The chase is on I feel like the bad guy
  Fifth gear 125 like New Jersey drive
  Looked in my rear view mirror
  Police was getting closer
  Heard a roar in the sky,
  Looked up and saw the Blue Thunder.
  My inner conscious says throw your handkerchief and surrender,
  BUT TO WHO???
  The star spangled banner ooh.
  Say can't you see cops more crooked than we
  By the dawn's early night robbin' niggas for kis.
  Easy low key crooked military
  Pay taxes out my ass but they still harrass me.
    [PRAZ:]
  The streets of corruption got me bustin and cussin' in the concrete jungle
  Thoughts being dribbled like that tall kid Mutumbo
  Handled by Hannibal
  Soon I'm gonna be a fugitive like Dr. Kimble.
    [CLEF:] Hey yo should I slow down?
    [PRAZ:]
  Nah kid go faster,
  Just cause they got a badge, they could still be impostors.
  Probable cause, got flaws like dirty draws
  Meet me at the corner store so we can start the street wars.
    [CHORUS:]
  Warn the town the beast is loose, Ah - ah, Ah - ah,
  Word 'em up y'all