The 03 Code Lyrics

Face on the ground, don't fucking move
That's why I don't trust, not even a few
Your thoughts of power gone to your head
If it were up to me, you'd all be dead

Harassing me every chance you get
Always out numbered, we're sick of this shit
Shooting the helpless, getting paid leave
When you're found dead in the alley, only your family will grieve