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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 an automatic rifle. It appears 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 matter you black?
Matter of we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets, now they closed
How you call the angels it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his with his feet up
No way to dodge police
Sellin' cocaine, makin' a teacher's salary
hoppin' the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, stylin'
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue they gold chains
Bloods corn rows and Chucks 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 make it 'fore street lights come on

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

So grab that gun, that clip
Grab that torch, that shit, grab that stick
Grab that brick, it. it's time 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, this is and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware and don't
Tell the guards to disappear
We got guns too and we scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President Bush and his
Shit gotta change, we ain't waitin', fuck
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And that's why the whole city out lootin'
How can we stand and not do shit?
All this smoke the hood lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they broke
White people wishin' they was at home
Asians frontin' like they is black owned
Far from stupid, we comin' in the trippin'
Runnin' in swap meets for Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
They Rodney King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle through the window
Kids that was smokin' endo
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' liquor stores with taped up "Duck Hunt"
City burnin' but it's up fun
guards on the corner
They know the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flyin' over the hood, see us
Showin' the fuck out, cleanin' the out
Niggas down the streets pushin' big screens and baskets
straight into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas lootin' what they in
Runnin' around with Scarface like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they gon' us?
When the last 50 we accustomed to window shoppin'
So we takin' lighters to the tip of
Dip 'em in gasoline and set motherfucker 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 mother told me sit in the van, nah fuck
Foot chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas Crip where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, drivin' by niggas in mo
If you white stop at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Runnin' through the malls, us everything polo
The first niggas ain't have beef with the cholos
'92, fire lit the skyline, and why we
To capture that forbidden truth cause Adam ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, badge, and them high beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy
burnin', you gon' need more than Visine
We makin' a movie than anyone that I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make sure that remember that (fire)

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

Make me wanna
The way they do my
Make me 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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