Beware the streets after the sun goes down vultures prey this side of town Two cops came to me one night one on my left one on my right But wait a while and hear my story I kid you not I felt no glory One o clock and all is well I started heading straight to hell The road was narrow the sign was clear to my surprise they did not care Their squad car move slow and steady one mile it creep on the ready They plaid that game for quite a while I thought by God they’re dead already To move ahead but they denied I found out quickly they could drive They played their game yet for a while then move aside and let me by Their flashing lights I quickly saw I thought for sure they wanted more I told myself this is a joke but cautiously I pull alongside the oak Two city cops came up to my truck one on my right one on my left Show me your licensee she demand I know not why but I comply Into my pocket I reach being careful not to itch twitch or bitch Stumbling up in their fancy black suit they try walking in a line With flashlight in hand she search my truck not telling me boy that sucks I look her up from head to toe she look like Larry Curly or Moe Let see your licensee she rudely back and what is inside this here sack Whose truck is this I heard him say I answered him and then I say What is my crime I softly ask you tailing a cop now sit your ass? What was I to do I told the cop to drive any slower would be to stop He took my lice sense they both step away a sorry pair I had to say Five minutes later they walk much straighter there are posted signs he said Yes signs for me and not for you being a cop that makes me blue You are clean he said to me now you can go before I sin to him I said I must report Your names I ask I must have they look at me and then he said My name is Kane the badge the same thinking for a moment then I sight Was it not Kane that kill Abel that night so I quickly said goodnight Beware the streets after the sun goes down vultures prey this side of town By Kenvil Atkins