Near the scene of a crime   I ’m cuffed up and caught   Wrong place, wrong time   A quick rap is sought   Fucking police gonna raid my place   Only shit they’ll find is egg on their face   A true injustice i’m framed up   Don’t fit the id it’s not close enough   Police conjecture   But no supposition   Like blood out of a stone   They can beat a confession      In the firing line   You can’t beat it!!   Watching all the time   You can’t hide it!!   Pressure on your mind   You can’t let slip!!   Busted on the floor   You can’t piece it!!      My last chance   A correction to facilitate good cop, bad cop   What the fuck?   It’s all the same   Injustice played out as the mob gets restless   Just like the good lord now they want vengeance   Pressure is mounting   The seconds are counting down   Don’t be doubting   Evidence is mounting   Four walls and bars are naturalised   Only future television can optimise