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

It's a trap, it's a
Why they ain't us red and blue 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 it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his office his feet up
No way to dodge police
crack cocaine, makin' a teacher's salary
Mexicans hoppin' the in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, they
Crips on the corner in Dodger with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so Chevys 'bout to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the dope
tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the drum on
Kids tryna make it home 'fore street come on

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

So that 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 owned in the window, on fire
Start here, end up there
The of gun powder in the air
And just so we clear, this is pain and
We burn our own shit and we aware and care
Tell the guards to disappear
We got guns too and we scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President and his legislation
Shit gotta change, we ain't waitin', patience
Cause the government corrupt, I can it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P.
And that's why the whole city out here
How can we here and not do shit?
All this smoke the hood lookin' like low clouds
Cars with no on fire, they broke down
White people wishin' they was at home
Asians frontin' they business is black owned
Far stupid, we comin' in the stores trippin'
in swap meets for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, that break glass
They fucked Rodney up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the
that was never smokin' endo
Fiends in doors, stealin' Nintendos
Niggas robbin' liquor stores taped up "Duck Hunt" guns
burnin' but it's fucked up fun
National on the corner
don't know the hood, they foreigners
We was bustin' at the cops before Dorner
Ghetto birds over the hood, they see us
Showin' the out, cleanin' the trucks out
Niggas mobbin' down the streets pushin' big screens and
Starin' into the cameras, no ski mask
Just pandemonium, niggas lootin' what homies in
Runnin' around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they gon' us?
the last 50 years we accustomed to window shoppin'
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 walkin' Reginald Denny's truck at
cars, drivin' by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, that's a no-no
Runnin' through the malls, give us polo
The first time ain't have beef with the cholos
'92, lit the skyline, and why we loot?
To capture forbidden truth cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them beams
We out here sellin' chronic, we ain't have no Jimmy
Shit burnin', you need more than Visine
We makin' a movie better than anyone I've seen
be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get a match, we gon' make sure that remember that (fire)

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

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