Officer

Yo, Fatlip, man

Yo, man, they tryin' to run a power move on us, man

Yo, man

You got to tell the suckers what's up, boy

Yeah

I got a letter from the DMV the other day

I opened and read it, it said they were suckers

They tried to tell me that my license was suspended

I got offended for a minute then pretended

That I never even got the damn letter

It's nine o'clock on the dot, so I think I'd better

Scoot off to school, 'cause in class there's a test

I gotta dress fast, grab my glasses and my vest

Oh, damn, as hardheaded as I am

Hopped in my hooptie ride, pumped up the jam

Put it in reverse into first and disperse and

From that very moment on my day got worse

As I was standing in the street, I suddenly seen the smoke

I know that Derek's on his way, I ran to get my coat

And a bag from the room, it took a minute, boom

Hopped into the car, we drove away in a zoom

I assume doom as we were drivin' on the gravel

At any given minute we could have a shortened travel

So I ramble about my life, is actually shambles

Should have took the bus

A bus without the silence or some old Nikes

I wish we had good bikes

We need to exercise, maybe we could take a hike

And you could give Sheri back those car keys

Because everywhere I walk I would not have to say please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Away to our destination

No license, no insurance, not even registration

Tags on the plate say, "December '82"

Car's so dirty it looks gray, but it's really blue

Who would think we're up to good?

Four black **** ridin' through the neighborhood

In hats and glasses, makin' funny passes

Like drivin' slowly playin' low-key for asses

Knowin' damn well one-time will harass us

And all the while, we see girls jog

Sheri's little car is pourin' out smog

Then we made a right and I spotted one in tights, ooh

(Yo, baby, what's up? Pullover)

(You live with your homeboys?)

Yeah, I live with my homeboys

(That's where you're takin' me to your house, where your homeboys are?)

I mean but they're not home

(You ain't got your own crib?)

Naw, I ain't got (5-0, man, 5-0)

Lights, action, without the camera

Sirens and high beams, two to a tee

The blue coat billy goats are crowding up my rearview

Hot on the tail of an innocent being

My heartbeat is racin' at a pace so fast

I'm wishin' that the coppers would get off my ass

But damn, can't go to jail 'cause it's wack

What would happen to my girl and my record contract?

Yo, fellas, (What?) take off the baseball caps

Word up, I heard that the nerves get tapped

And throw on the glasses and give up the tees

Oh, please don't pull me over, officer, please

I'm discombobulated, (What?) discombobulated (What?)

Discombobulated, malfunctioned, even faded

F-A-D-E-D, I can't believe it's me

Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please, oh, please

Oh, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please

Please, don't pull me over, Mr. Officer

Don't pull me over, Mr. Officer, please