

Prompt / Lyrics
“Sound of the CPD” (Chicago Remix) [Intro – Sirens fading in] Yeah… Chi-Town stand up. From State Street to 79th… you hear that? Woo-woo! That’s the sound of the CPD. --- [Hook – Call & Response] (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the CPD! (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the enemy! (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound when they creepin’ on me… (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the—yeah! --- [Verse 1 – KRS-One style] Don’t get it twisted, the badge ain’t holy, From the slave patrols to the squad cars rollin’. Swap chains for cuffs, whips for Chevys, Same choke on the throat, streets still heavy. Cabrini to Englewood, stories stay bloody, Old heads warned me, “Son, they don’t love me.” Plant dope, fake warrants, smile on the stand, While they steal a whole block with the swipe of a hand. Dash cams on, truth still disappears, Ain’t no justice in the Windy when the wolf’s in your ear. So I spit, so I teach, so the seeds gon’ know, That the beast wears blue when the sirens blow. --- [Hook] (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the CPD! (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the enemy! --- [Verse 2 – Eminem style] Patrollin’ in slow motion, no notion but bold quotin’, Laws they don’t know but they load ’em like show openin’s. Explosions of sirens, violins playin’ my rights away, While they violate — I narrate every fight I face. High stakes, dice shakes on sidewalks by White Sox, Spotlights on my skin like sin in a tight box. “License and registration” means intimidation, Interrogation in disguise as a conversation. They escalate just to escalate, test my fate, Hesitate? That’s checkmate in the magistrate. --- [Verse 3 – 2Pac style] From the Chi to the sky, we survive off the grace, Fred Hampton in my chest, still alive in the place. They cuff us, rough us, paint us all villains, But the truth in the youth gon’ break that ceiling. I been stopped, been mocked, had a muzzle to my head, But I’m still here spittin’ while the ghosts stay fed. We rise, never fold, we too bold for they script, Every name on they list add flame to my gift. You can kill the revolutionary, not the revolution, Sound of the CPD fuels my evolution. --- [Hook – Final] (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the CPD! (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound of the enemy! (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound when they creepin’ on me… (Crowd) Woo-woo! (MC) That’s the sound—fight back! --- [Outro – Spoken] That woo-woo ain’t music… it’s a warning. And if you hear it in Chicago… Stay woke. Stay ready.
Tags
Funky Chicago basslines, live horns & talkbox hooks over boom-bap drums w/ gritty street storytelling energy
2:10
No
8/14/2025