Police, police, police in the streets,   Looking for someone, searching for something,   Screaming sirens in the streets,   Looking there's something wrong, in the city      Up from the north and they come by my side,   Down from the south & there's no place to hide   There're coming from the east & there're coming from the west   Anyway they come, man I'm under arrest      Like a criminal, they won't never catch my soul   Now in my backyard, there's the men in blue,   You know they came for me, tomorrow maybe you,   They cut my plants they burned my crop,   You know they made a big fire with my pot      Up from the north and they come by my side,   Down from the south & there's no place to hide   There're coming from the east & there're coming from the west   Anyway they come, man I'm under arrest      Handcuffed, like a criminal, but they won't never catch my soul...   Ain't no justice, ain't no freedom & peace   The DEA, came in my garden, yes it's the DEA who came in my garden   Hey Mister Judge, don't call me sick, don't call me ill,   Cause it's my choice, yes it's my choice      Handcuffed