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A crime's in motion, won't somebody call the law
A crime's in motion, won't somebody call the law
I know my baby is with someone, layin' out there in the raw
Break the doors all down, get everybody on the street
Break the doors all down, get everybody on the street
Let's get organized people, arrest everybody that you meet
I want to see a line-up, just as long as this old town
I want to see a line-up, just as long as this old town
Get a warrant right out, for whomever ain't around
(I gotta get one out boy)
Just as soon as we catch them, they gotta hang in the first degree
Just as soon as we catch them, they gotta hang in the first degree
For all the suffering, suffering they caused poor me