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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 to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we've been seeing this all night

a trap, it's a trap
Why they ain't tell us red and blue don't when you black?
Matter of we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
Kids shot in the streets, now they eyes closed
How you call the angels when kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his with his feet up
No way to police brutality
Sellin' crack cocaine, a teacher's salary
hoppin' the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, stylin'
Crips on the in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so Chevys 'bout to roll 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 is savage
The way we live is
The way we is savage
The way we live is

So grab gun, load that clip
that torch, light that shit, grab that stick
Grab that brick, throw it. it's to riot
If you don't see black in the window, it's on fire
Start here, end up there
The of gun powder in the air
And just so we clear, is pain and despair
We our own shit and we aware and don't care
Tell the national to disappear
We got guns too and we scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we waitin', fuck patience
the government corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And why the whole city out here lootin'
How can we here and not do shit?
All this over the hood lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they broke
people wishin' that they was at home
Asians frontin' they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the stores
Runnin' in swap meets for they and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it's ass
So it's rockets through the window
Kids that was never endo
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
robbin' liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
City burnin' but fucked up fun
guards on the corner
They don't know the hood, foreigners
We was bustin' at the cops before Chris
Ghetto birds over the hood, they see us
the fuck out, cleanin' the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' the streets pushin' big screens and baskets
Starin' into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas what they homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns like they was and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck gon' stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to window
So we takin' lighters to the tip of
Dip 'em in gasoline and set this on (fire)

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

Standin' on the corner a brick in my hand
When my mother told me sit in the van, nah that
Locker chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas Crip where 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' the malls, give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain't have beef with the
'92, fire lit the skyline, and why we
To capture that forbidden cause Adam never ate the fruit
your blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burnin', you need more than Visine
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 that (fire)

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

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