Lyrics:
rodney king
And riot til we bludgeon every fuckin being
Within a million miles squared
Sniping from the rooftops
Tracers in the air
Blow you out your tube
it burn, or make a change
Riots happening non stop, corrupt police the ones to blame
We calling for reform, this time we ain't playing games
But you
a lifeline
Take it off then
Hear a flatline
They acting like mufasa, but they scars is visible
Not credible to they words on the riots and syllables
The media
January 6th
2 Thousand and 21
Klansmen were allowed by cops to walk right in the front
Of the doors to the halls of congress
Live for everyone
in front of the brawn
Six billion gorillas for whom the graves yawn
Each withered his mule-ish days to choose his tool of trade
Dueling blades that
I'm back in the 'Yo like it's back in the day
My city a riot, I go on a diet
But if I keep eating, they'll have a parade
I'm on the 9, I'm having
I can?t laugh to hard I?m on a diet
I?m trying to lose myself
You ought to try it
Just starve for 6 days straight
Oh it?s a riot
Every Sunday night
on the steps yo gettin' good neck
only in the projects, we die with respect
pussy niggas quiet as kept will riot the set
six blocks of real niggas vexed
assorted
breaking me, taking me
Six feet under, six feet down
There ain't no way that you're breaking me, taking me
Down
And it happens everyday
Divisible by
punk you like that, don't give a fuck)
Verse Five:
I went tah get them out but there was no bail
My niggaz caused a riot in tha county jail
Two days
Yeah, I'ma need that gold medal, matte black shit on a whip
Hear them drums, nigga? ERYS in a 6 with the wrist
'Bout to swish, no assist, never
Since9ine6ix Verse 1:
Honest man
Got a job
Listening to how to rob
Pitching in my fifty cent and shipping it like Amistad
Working like a slave
Shit
the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley
I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
seeking love
At twenty-six he made a heinous choice
By fucking a fifteen year old girl
While married still
Screaming innocence
And his parents believed him
the fellas caused a riot in the county jail
two days later in municipal court
kilo g on trial cold cut a fart
obstruction of the court said the judge
until I passed away
But today could be that day, so I pray
For the cycle of violence and wicked riots to find it's
Way to end in some silence before them
Spittin in the cops face but we get murdered when we try it
I'm sick
I dread the day when I got my hands up all of sudden I'm hit
6 shots to da back Bc
Investigator,
Entire race heading for a cyber-space,
Riots breaks inside an em-pire states, every move you make,
Is recorded on tape, some of us are
and anxiety
And long nights alone and no
With contact with society
The riots, the tanks, 90 days of sobriety
And social validation off IG notoriety
Before you
can hide but I'm gon find you
Since the day you were born til this day I still behind you
I blind you like eclipse, bring you hell like triple 6
Background riot…..Quarantine
Verse 1
I got that fire that undeniable flow you can feel it
North South East West fuck the rest I’m the realist
On my
restin my nerves
Coolin at the pad, smokin herb
Had a show the next day, so I figured I'd rest
Cause when I throw a show, I like to give it my best
Yo,
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