I’m the guy from the FBI
I don’t need no reason why
and when you’re telling me a lie
I am gonna twist your tie
you better freeze, freeze — gimme the piece
freeze, freeze — or you’ll be dead
put your hands against the wall
or else I’m gonna hit your balls
phone your lawyer — just one call
then I’ll kick you across the hall
you better freeze, freeze — gimme the piece
freeze, freeze — or you’ll be dead
read your rights — take you in
put you in a cell — then I feel well
you better freeze, freeze — gimme the piece
freeze, freeze — or you’ll be dead
I’ll cuff you when I make a bust
because crooks I never trust
I like to crush their heads in the dust
oh, what a lust
you better freeze, freeze, freeze