[intro]
Yeah yeah yeah I hear everything you saying man. Woopty woop, Hakuna Matata, kumbaya, peace love and unity and all that shit. But, aye, I’m tryna get active n***a. I’m tryna load up these choppers n***a and go to war. What’s poppin?

[Hook]
Bitch I’m tryna break the law
Break the law, break the law
Bitch I’m down to break the law
Break the law, break the law
Fuck the system, fuck the law
Break a law, break his jaw
I can’t undo what I saw
Burn it down, break it all
Bitch I’m tryna break the law
Break the law, break the law
Hoe we finna break the law
Break the law, break the law
Go to war to fix this flaw
Kill a car, heal a scar
Man all praises due, Allah
Break the law, break the law

[verse 1]
All these crackers on my neck
Get the tech, I can’t breathe
Until every n***a free
From the plantation, I can’t leave
I’m too dark to work the house
I’m with the peasants and the plebs
I been silent way too long but
I got something up my sleeve
Cut the car, go to war
Heal a scar, fuck the law
You got beef? I brought the slaw
I came to spar, final straw
Huey Newton, black recruitin
Get this gluten, just keep shootin
And rebootin, robbin, lootin
Feed the streets with real solution

[hook]
Bitch I’m tryna break the law
Break the law, break the law
Bitch I’m down to break the law
Break a law, break a law
Fuck the system, fuck the law
Break a law, break his jaw
I can’t undo what I saw
Burn it down, break it all
Bitch I’m tryna break the law
Break the law, break the law
Hoe we finna break the law
Break a law, break a law
Go to war to fix this flaw
Kill a car, heal a scar
Man all praises due, Allah
Break the law, break the law
[verse 2]
Is you really bout that action?
Is you down for violent clashing?
I need soldiers with some passion
And some weapons with attachments
Need guerillas in my faction
I don’t need no more distractions
Need some n***as down to die
Who think an eye equal an eye
Fuck that Gucci, burn it down
Fuck that Wendy’s, burn it down
Fuck this country, burn it down
After that, let’s burn a pound
Then load up this hundred round
Bet this chopper walk em down
Ain’t the time to talk profound
Time to overthrow the crown

[hook]
Bitch we tryna break the law
Break the law, break the law
Bitch I’m down to break a law
Break a law, break a law
Fuck the system, fuck the law
Break a law, break his jaw
I can’t undo what I saw
Burn it down, break it all
[outro]
Aye slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down. Yeah hit light, make the left. Yeah there they go right there. Pussy ass n***as. Ain’t so tough now, is you?

[Speech: Clarice Taylor]
It could’ve been me! It could’ve been you! It could’ve been your father, your mother, your brother and your sister! We watch in unity! We stand for change! And we shall not be moved!