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

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

So grab that gun, that clip
Grab that torch, light that shit, grab stick
Grab that brick, throw it. it's time to
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 pain and
We burn our own shit and we aware and don't
Tell the national guards to
We got guns too and we ain't
So fuck the man, fuck the President and his legislation
gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck patience
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, P. Newton
And that's why the whole out here lootin'
How can we stand here and not do
All this smoke over the hood lookin' low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, broke down
White people wishin' that they was at
Asians frontin' like they business is black
Far from stupid, we in the stores trippin'
Runnin' in meets for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anythin' that glass
fucked Rodney King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets the window
Kids was never smokin' endo
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt"
City burnin' but it's up fun
National guards on the
They don't know the hood, they
We was bustin' at the cops before Dorner
Ghetto birds over the hood, they see us
the fuck out, cleanin' the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' down the pushin' big screens and baskets
Starin' straight into the cameras, no ski
Just pandemonium, niggas lootin' what homies in
around with Scarface 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 shoppin'
So we lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip 'em in and set this motherfucker on (fire)

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

Standin' on the with a brick in my hand
When my mother me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Foot Locker chained up, wire cut that
Niggas Crip walkin' where 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' through the malls, give us everything
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
Fuck blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Iovines
Shit burnin', you gon' need more Visine
We makin' a movie better than that I've seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO,
Get a match, we gon' make sure y'all remember that (fire)

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

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