Know Your Rights

Intro

Yeah, Cincinnati. District Three precinct, check the mic.

From the lot of the Puff Shop, to the Chief’s desk, we see the whole game.

This is the new truth. You can’t sweep this under the rug!

Verse

Yo, I roll up, '93 Cougar sittin' low, engine cut.

Parked legal, outside the ride, gettin' my tobacco stuff.

Makin' a simple move, mindin' my business, not lookin' for static.

But the blue lights flashin', that harassment—it’s automatic.

They box me in tight, two cars deep, three faces lookin' grim.

They askin' questions 'bout my ride, my tint, my legal trim.

Said I fit a description, a Phantom of the city streets.

The Cougar ain't the issue, it’s the color of my heartbeat!

Chorus

In District Three, they detain and demand,

But the law is the law, and I know where I stand.

Detention ain't justice, intimidation won't stick,

Every right I defend, every move I can click.

They checkin' my license, they checkin' the plate,

But the Cougar is clean, and my record is straight.

So take the number, put the lights on, make the call,

'Cause I ain't gettin' searched, I ain't movin' at all!

Verse

They run the VIN, they run the name, the system comes up empty.

They talkin' contraband, they lookin' for felony.

I told 'em twice, "I'm within my rights, you got no probable cause."

They pressin' up hard, lookin' for a break in the pause.

One cop leanin' in, talkin' 'bout a "scent of the smoke."

I point to the Puff Shop receipt, "That's just the flavor I chose, joke."

They try to switch the narrative, talkin' 'bout a light out.

I point to the taillight, clear as day, no shadow of a doubt.

My patience is thin, but my knowledge is gold,

They playin' the game, but the story's gettin' old.

Chorus

In District Three, they detain and demand,

But the law is the law, and I know where I stand.

Detention ain't justice, intimidation won't stick,

Every right I defend, every move I can click.

They checkin' my license, they checkin' the plate,

But the Cougar is clean, and my record is straight.

So take the number, put the lights on, make the call,

'Cause I ain't gettin' searched, I ain't movin' at all!

Bridge

Yeah, they wanna see fear, wanna see me retreat.

They wanna turn a simple stop into a full-scale defeat.

But the camera's recordin', the time is goin' on,

Every second they stallin' is a battle they've wrongly drawn.

I’m calm in the silence, focused on the facts,

A legal victory, no turning back.

Chorus

In District Three, they detain and demand,

But the law is the law, and I know where I stand.

Detention ain't justice, intimidation won't stick,

Every right I defend, every move I can click.

They checkin' my license, they checkin' the plate,

But the Cougar is clean, and my record is straight.

So take the number, put the lights on, make the call,

'Cause I ain't gettin' searched, I ain't movin' at all!

Outro

Yeah, District Three.

All clean. Know your rights.

Cougar out. (Tires screech and heavy bass fades out)