[Intro] (Sound of a police radio clicking on and off, heavy breathing, and a camera shutter clicking repeatedly) Yeah. Who's policing the police when the cameras go dark? You swear an oath to the public, but you only protect your own. Double standards in the North. Let’s talk about what happens behind closed doors. Turn the mic up. Let’s go. [Verse 1] You got a badge on your chest but a shadow on your name, Playing judge and the jury in a corrupt game. Pulling locals over, acting tough on the street, While your own squad's records are dirty under the sheet. How you gonna write a ticket for a minor infraction, When your off-duty cruisers get a different transaction? We see the double standards, yeah, we know how it goes, One rule for the public, another for the pros. Off-duty driving wild, blowing past the legal limit, But it’s swept under the rug in a New Liskeard minute. No charges on the record, just a "warn and release," While you lock up a local just for speaking their piece. You call it "brotherhood," we call it a gang, When the gavel of justice only has a one-way bang. You want the respect but you gave none back, Just a trail of abuse on a one-way track. [Chorus] Who watches the watchmen when the bodycams fail? Who tells the truth when you’re spinning the tale? You shield the misconduct, you cover the crime, Using our tax dollars, wasting our time. Yeah, the blue wall of silence is starting to crack, No respect for the badge when the truth fights back! (Repeat Chorus) [Verse 2] Let’s talk about the reports that you "fail to submit," And the evidence rooms where the stories don't fit. "Officer safety" is the lie that you write, When you use excessive force in the middle of the night. A routine traffic stop turns into a beatdown, Then you play the victim to the courts in the town. But the cameras don't lie, even when you try to block 'em, The citizens are watching and we’re ready to document 'em. Internal investigations? Yeah, that’s a joke, Just a bunch of clean suits blowing mirrors and smoke. "No wrongdoing found," that’s the rubber-stamp phrase, While the victim pays the price for your power-trip craze. You think the north is isolated, think the people are blind, Think we’ll let you slide with the trust you undermined. But the community is tired of the threats and the fear, The light is shining bright and the message is clear. [Bridge] (Beat drops out, leaving only a dark, distorted bass slide and a stark snare hit) You demand our compliance, but you break your own laws. You want us to quiet down, but we’re exposing the flaws. Every cover-up, every lie, every hidden report... We’re taking this trial to the public court. (The horn sample rises back up, building to a crescendo) Yeah, you can't hide behind the badge forever! Bring the beat back! [Chorus] Who watches the watchmen when the bodycams fail? Who tells the truth when you’re spinning the tale? You shield the misconduct, you cover the crime, Using our tax dollars, wasting our time. Yeah, the blue wall of silence is starting to crack, No respect for the badge when the truth fights back! [Outro] (Beat starts to slow down, mixing with the sound of a gavel striking three times) Accountability. That’s the word you forgot. You aren't above the law just because you wear the uniform. To the good ones who stay silent—you’re part of the problem. Temiskaming is watching. Keep the cameras rolling. (Static white noise cuts the beat out completel
