God damn devils, done finally made they on South Los Angeles In Watts, the shots don't quit and in Compton we got the shit Damn is puttin' in straight work Murderin' blacks and just
Ain't nothin' but another day at the So now it's near illegal to be a Negro So do I make a run for the Or fuck Bush, and his "New Order"
The law is the that broke the camel's back Just one punk attack On the black, and now the is on Peel his cap and I'm gone, oh
See now all hell is finna break And Uncle Tom ain't got no shoulda been down from the start But he ain't had a heart, for Watts riot
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So we done lost all Man fuck investigations See we gon' handle right, tonight We're up everything in fuckin' sight
And I ain't got a damn to lose So the news have they hands full Not to the police, fool No justice, no
It's a eye for a eye, so even try and speak On how blacks turn the other cheek To hell all y'all devils Ain't no love for no white crosses
So what y'all about this interpretation With your education? Y'all best keep quiet And get your ass ready for this Watts riot
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pandemonium, niggaz I'm with nutty Mr. Macgillicuddy got, got And I'm tossin' cocktails loc 'Til the whole fuckin' block smell like
folks are locin', no jokin' Yo Kam, grab the coke and 'em Make sure that somethin' is And then you can him
Got a clip on the of me with a TV And I give a fuck who done seen me Fightin' the police my peers With head and shoulders, and no tears
And they can't me 'Cause, I'm eatin' crackers than Polly For the Jack that smoked the I gotta do the right for you and Rodney King
Burn down his But then you claim, Ice had to spark it Puttin' Beverly in fear Hollywood burnt down last year
So if you throw me Ozzie and I fuck and bury it, huh Ain't the hood look shitty Watts riot, insert city motherfucker
The whole city is on And now it's down to the to call for a national emergency 'Cause white goin' up in smoke
Too fast, ass is out before they know it So when I light this cocktail, throw it And sure that it reach Yeah motherfucker, that's for Beach
And Brother X, so what's next With y'all punk-ass Each of us bring fo' And let's get over with, yeah, no shit
We ain't worried dyin' Man, I you better give up, man, nah, I ain't even tryin' I'd rather go out But let y'all tell it I'm a Watts riot
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