Police, police, police in the streets, Looking for someone, searching for something, Screaming sirens in the streets, Looking there´s something wrong, in the city
Up from the north and they come by my side, Down from the south & there´s no place to hide There´re coming from the east & there´re coming from the west Anyway they come, man I´m under arrest
Like a criminal, they won´t never catch my soul Now in my backyard, there´s the men in blue, You know they came for me, tomorrow maybe you, They cut my plants they burned my crop, You know they made a big fire with my pot
Up from the north and they come by my side, Down from the south & there´s no place to hide There´re coming from the east & there´re coming from the west Anyway they come, man I´m under arrest
Handcuffed, like a criminal, but they won´t never catch my soul... Ain´t no justice, ain´t no freedom & peace The DEA, came in my garden, yes it´s the DEA who came in my garden Hey Mister Judge, don´t call me sick, don´t call me ill, Cause it´s my choice, yes it´s my choice