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Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this right here, this is a suburban type Jeep with a sharp shooter peering outside of the with an automatic rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we've been seeing this all night

It's a trap, it's a
Why they ain't tell us red and blue don't when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of souls
Kids shot dead in the streets, now they closed
How you call the angels when it's getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' crack cocaine, makin' a teacher's
hoppin' the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, stylin'
on the corner in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' so them Chevys 'bout to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, out the dope house
Niggas bandanas, 'bout to put the drum on
Kids tryna it home 'fore street lights come on

The way we is savage
The way we live is
The way we is savage
The way we is savage

So grab that gun, load clip
Grab that torch, light that shit, that stick
Grab that brick, it. it's time to riot
If you don't see black owned in the window, on fire
Start here, end up over
The smell of gun in the air
And just so we clear, this is pain and
We our own shit and we aware and don't care
the national guards to disappear
We got guns too and we ain't
So fuck the man, fuck the President and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And why the whole city out here lootin'
How can we stand here and not do
All smoke over the hood lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they broke
White people wishin' that they was at
Asians like they business is black owned
Far stupid, we comin' in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for they Jordans and Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that break
They fucked King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle through the window
Kids was never smokin' endo
kickin' in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' liquor stores taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
burnin' but it's fucked up fun
National on the corner
They know the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
birds flyin' over the hood, they see us
Showin' the fuck out, the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets pushin' big and baskets
Starin' straight the cameras, no ski mask
pandemonium, niggas lootin' what they homies in
Runnin' around Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they stop us?
the last 50 years we accustomed to window shoppin'
So we lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip 'em in and set this motherfucker on (fire)

The world watchin', Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Standin' on the corner with a brick in my
When my mother me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot Locker chained up, wire cut that
Niggas walkin' where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, drivin' by niggas in mo
If you white don't stop at the light, 'cause a no-no
Runnin' the malls, give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain't have beef the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture that forbidden truth cause never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them high
We out sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burnin', you gon' need more Visine
We makin' a movie better anyone that I've seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO,
Get a match, we gon' make that y'all remember that (fire)

The whole watchin', Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, (fire)
1992, was you for the (fire?)

Make me holla
The way do my life
me wanna holla
The way they do my
This ain't living, this living
No-no baby, ain't living
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no
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