" Cops don't like me. A cop asked me: "what's your name and dont lie". And i'm asking "officer why?". Why do you wanna mess with a brother like mix- when you know i'm living legit?"

Those were the last lyrics you heard over the AUX before someone, a certain 18 feet tall alien cop, literally ejected the AUX from that certain port.

"Hey-" you started before you felt the seat belt tighten. You were sat in his passenger seat, because Barricade has certain spaces he likes untouched (and also because a teenager in a state trooper drivers seat is suspicious.

"You organics and your hate for law enforcement- Have you no respect?" It was almost a growl. some sort of cybertronian nonverbal expression of discontent that emitted through his fans.