The Law

We got the law taking the innocent
Lives of some men and even some children,
Putting the world in bad predicaments;
They just want justice for the citizen.
And it seems like the police aren't fair;
The power they're given isn't controlled,
And the trigger's pulled with no type of care.
The patrollers might have to be patrolled.
No one should have to be scared of the cops;
They're taking advantage of what they have - 
And they wonder why we call them the opps.
We shouldn't have to live in such savage;
But who would want to rise and take that stand
When the law always has the upper hand?

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Our world
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