after you retired you said you've had enough and moved over the bridge and away from the chase and the dopers and the rous of siren songs and precinct wallsnyou couldn't wait to escape that place and runnnow you're safe at homenbut i feel the need for reparations, hop that fence, break and enter, aim that gun and pullnhow's that for law?nno badge or barricade to help you keep reality awaynplanted guns in Stuyvesant and all the innocence they found guiltyn20 years and gone, you're far away n20 years and gone, it's 401 OKn(they lay in comfor as we bleed, silent on our knees, barrel lodged between our lips, but resist)ntactics and means of intimidation, we're robbed of our justice, still fund their pensionsntactics and means of intimidation, they protect their interests, their lawnthis monument of false security only exists in our minds, so take it down from insidenthis monument exists just to exist and we support its weightnto serve and protect yourselves and no one else, but who will protect us from you?