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Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this right here, is a suburban type Jeep with a sharp shooter peering outside of the sunroof 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, a trap
Why ain't tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of lost
Kids shot dead in the streets, now eyes closed
How you the angels when it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil in his office with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' crack cocaine, a teacher's salary
Mexicans hoppin' the borders in the
cholos, one button Pendletons, they stylin'
Crips on the in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun down so them Chevys 'bout to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the dope
Niggas tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the on
Kids tryna make it home 'fore lights come on

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

So grab gun, load that clip
Grab that torch, light that shit, grab stick
Grab that brick, it. it's time to riot
If you don't see owned in the window, it's on fire
Start here, end up over
The smell of gun in the air
And just so we clear, this is and despair
We our own shit and we aware and don't care
Tell the national guards to
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 corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And that's why the city out here lootin'
How can we here and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood like low clouds
with no miles on fire, they broke down
White people that they was at home
Asians like they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the stores
Runnin' in swap for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now they ass
So it's bottle through the window
Kids that was never smokin'
kickin' in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' liquor stores with up "Duck Hunt" guns
City but it's fucked up fun
guards on the corner
They know the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds over the hood, they see us
Showin' the out, cleanin' the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets pushin' big and baskets
Starin' straight the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas what they homies in
Runnin' around with guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the they gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to window
So we takin' to the tip of magazines
Dip 'em in gasoline and set 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 told me sit in the van, nah fuck
Locker chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas walkin' where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, that's 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 truth cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burnin', you gon' need more than
We makin' a movie better anyone that I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make sure that y'all remember (fire)

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

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