Safe Streets by Adrian West

There's a ruckus in the alleyway
He turns 'round to see what going down
There's a dirty little huckster
Dealing crack by the dumpster
So he roughs him up a coupla uppercuts to the gut'll been enough to make him think twice
It doesn't go like he planned
Now he got blood on his hands

So he lurks in the shadows
Lays low, hoping no one'll ever know
But the narc's on him
And they're starting to close in
One night (bang bang) door's kicked down get your body on the ground now or we take you out
And his heart is racing
As they head down to the station

Tiny Room at the precinct
Where captain Samuel Flannigan  
Says now your ass is mine
And I could make you do time
But there's more work to do gonna make a deal with you here's a badge and a loaded glock 22
You better clean up your 'hood
Or I'll lock you up for good

He's out on the street now
He'll make your life unlivable
Civil rights don't mean jack
To a scoundrel like that
But it's all good 'cuz the Brotherhood got him covered in a cloud of immunity 
And the streets are safer
Now that he's got a taser