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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 sunroof with an automatic rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we've seeing this all night

a trap, it's a trap
Why they ain't tell us red and 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 call the angels when kings getting beat up?
And Gil in his office with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' crack cocaine, makin' a salary
hoppin' the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one Pendletons, they stylin'
Crips on the corner in blue with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' corn rows and with the red strings
Sun goin' down so them Chevys 'bout to out
scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the dope house
Niggas bandanas, 'bout to put the drum on
Kids tryna it home 'fore street lights come on

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

So grab that gun, load clip
Grab that torch, that shit, grab that stick
Grab that brick, throw it. it's to riot
If you see black owned in the window, it's on fire
here, end up over there
The smell of gun in the air
And just so we clear, this is and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware and care
the national guards to disappear
We got too and we ain't scared
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, Huey P.
And that's why the city out here lootin'
How can we stand and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they down
White people wishin' that they was at
Asians like they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that glass
They fucked King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the
Kids was never smokin' endo
kickin' in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but it's up fun
guards on the corner
They don't know the hood, foreigners
We was bustin' at the cops before Dorner
Ghetto flyin' over the hood, they see us
Showin' the fuck out, the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' down the pushin' big screens and baskets
Starin' straight into the cameras, no ski
Just pandemonium, lootin' what they homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we to window shoppin'
So we lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip 'em in gasoline and set this on (fire)

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

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

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

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