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