Backed by the badge getting paid by uncle sam To protect and serve, what a fucking scam Sick and tired of the boys in blue They try to fuck with me and they always fuck with you
Chorus: Pulled Over, Pulled Over Every other week Pulled Over, Pulled Over Don't even try to speak Pulled Over, Pulled Over I'm late to work again Pulled Over, Pulled Over I'm at my wits end
Can't even walk down the fucking street Without seeing these bastards working the beat Excessive force understatement of the day One of these days, these pigs are gonna pay
(Repeat chorus) (Guitar Solo)
Slow Part: Police state growing larger by the year The more the cops the more the people fear Fuck the authorities let's show 'em who we are Sick of hearin' the sirens from they're motherfuckin' cars Billy clubs, pepper spray, a gun right to your head And if they want to kill you your sure to end up dead I'm tired of this shit and i know that you are to So let's fight the system, through and fuckin' through