I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick So Back Your Ass Up In Fear This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear. We Move In Groups, Head Stomping Boots And Canisters For Tears. Move In At Once, Through Hate We Make Ourselves Clear. I Am The Cop That Rips You Off I Steal Drugs For Cash. No Junkies Run, For Into They Get A Blast. Big Dealers Pay, I Turn Away Another Week Of Bought Trust. But I'll Be Back For More Cash Or A Bust. [Chorus] Their Laws Decide - Criminals, Lawbreakers Who Is Right -