Peter Kam [작곡, 음악감독]

[ VERSE 1 ]
Hittin corners in a six-trey Chevrolet
Rag-top Impalla, top dollar
Got my cousin Laid-Back ridin shotgun
Cause I got the front-and-back hydraulic hot one
Juiced up, and I'm itchin to hit the switches
Crawlin over train tracks, avoidin all ditches
Ice-skatin on the 20-inch tires
Jack up the ass, and flex the gold dayton wires
Now I'm down to take a risk
Gettin geeked up off a compact disc
I went hoppin up Crenshaw, niggas hang loose
Lookin for my homies to celebrate the gang truce
And they about to throw a cook-out
So I'm puttin down the hump, we sailin on the look-out
For C.H.P., I was a teenage gee
So I'm readin a graffiti
The walls say 'peace treaty'

[ VERSE 2 ]
Lookin at the aftermath of the riot
I can still smell the ashes
)From all the clashes
But quiet is kept, it wasn't just the blacks
Everybody was lootin, and had each other's backs
We came through in understandin, demandin
Justice, bust this, we all had our hand in
The cookie jar, took it far enough to make a statement
Daryl Gates - that's where all the hate went
We pass by a swap meet
Been shoppin at for years, but it couldn't stop heat
See ya, wouldn't wanna be your next door neighbor
Less government relief checks, more labor
10 percent blood suckers of the poor took a loss
For exploitation, had to show em who was boss
Teach em not to be so greedy
Had to shut em down, bound by a peace treaty

Bound by a peace treaty

[ VERSE 3 ]
Hit the park, bailed out the car
And seen blue and red everywhere, look how strong we are
Niggas showin up from this gang and that gang
Nobody set-trippin, cause it's a black thing
People just partyin, sippin on a cup
Some of the Compton F.O.I. even showed up
Suited and booted, kickin it with the locs
In unity, soon we'll be lovin all black foks
I heard Solo, bumpin in a Blazer
Clownin on a car phone, blowin up my pager
Watts-Up is on the set
Just checkin out the scenery, brothers I ain't never met
Is hittin me up, I had to swallow my pride
Just kept steppin, hit em up and said, "Right"
Ain't no drama, cause I'm mobbin with Laid-Back
I seen Big Jess, Jay and K-Mac
They used to work them narcotics
Like my nigga L-Wood and Renegade from the street products
We used to jack from the rich, and then give to the needy
But now it's a peace treaty

[ VERSE 4 ]
And now the party's acceleratin
The whole crowd bounce, and sho nuff celebratin
Ain't nobody bustin shots
I bumped into Mike a/k/a Mo' Like Watts
An O.G., cause he's older
Lovin every minute of it, with the camcorder on his shoulder
So he could capture the moment, and reminisce
I'ma always remember this
Because my niggas made the history books
And now the mystery looks
A lot clearer
The man in the mirror
Got power
It's now or
Never, more than ever
Black people have to stick together
But yo, let's hear it for the Bloods and the Crips
I gots to admit it
Y'all brothers did it
I just hope it don't cease
For the sake of all the homies that's restin in peace

Don't call me nigga, whitey...

Big fat extra-crispy bucket of chicken
2 liter of pepsi-cola drinkin' ass...

They say a negro ain't good for nothin' but a show
Talkin' slang and walkin' with a radio
Drippin' sweat on basketball courts
Dominatin' but that's at all sports
Or inventin' a new kind of handshake
To get they picture on a box of pancake mix
So I kick some hip hop
And go to church sunday to hit me a flip-flop
But prayin' ain't all we do, see
Next we play bingo and barbecue
Them days I could praise the lord and still gamble
And eat more dead meet than little black sambo
But I gotta hear a lot of old ladies
Catchin' the holy ghost most in their 80's
And I don't wanna hear no yellin'
Naw, I just kick it and finnish this watermelon
Cause I'm the stereotype...

They think all black folks look alike
We either goin' strike or hut, hut, hike
Or up on the microphone makin' their neighborhood nervous
So I get poor service
Wherever I go they steady tryin' to put jackets on me
Cause I ain't one of they fake-ass homies
Naw, I'm just a negro who knows what's jumpin'
So they be actin' like I'm tryin' to steal somethin'
When I go to the store or out to eat
Ladies start puttin' purses by they feet
Pullin' a mace out they bras like one-time
Waitin' on some crime
For me to commit so they can unload
That's how tricks get floored
Y'all can't let y'all imaginations
Get the best of y'all
And that goes for the rest of y'all
Cause I'm the stereotype...

So I'm just your typical so-called african-american
Back in your hair again
At your door for more free
butter and cheese, please
Let me take my cake-cutter
And tease this buckwheat hairdoo
To fit the stereotype scenario
That I gave on my application
Unemployment information
Like moms can't find no affordable housin'
How many kids she got? About thousand
And everyone got a different daddy
And I had to quit my job cause of my bad knees
But before my injury I was fine
Did everythin' from a jack to a shoeshine
I was allways down to work then
Until I got stretched out in the pen
Now I'm the stereotype...

So, yeah, i get it all from the big screen
Showin' black girls hoin' at sixteen
On the corner outside in the cold half-naked
Ain't nothin' sacred?
Cause all they know is what they seein' on daytime dramas
So now they like teenage grandmas
Who gotta stop they work and roll
To the nurse for a purse full of birth control
And that ain't so proper cause in my hood
They need to cancel soap-operas
Cause black females be belivin' all that
That's why they fall flat
So young and innocent
But by the time they reach eighteen
They been done went crazy, hittin' that P-I-P
Every Gladys Knight with the silent E
So I'm the stereotype...

[ VERSE 1 ]
Now I look back, and I can remember
Growin up po, waitin fo December
25th, when a gift was all I wanted (Yup)
And I didn't have a care in the world, just fun
With all the homeboys around my age
Wasn't no complaints about life in the first stages
The pages turned, and we learned us a lesson today
To keep them girls and switches away
All play, and no work checks
For raisin animals and catchin insects
It was a everyday thang to see the homeboys and me
Raidin somebody's fruit tree
Little nappy-head nature boys
In a concrete jungle, so wherever one go
The others'll follow him like a lost dove
(What's up, loc?) And till this day I still got love
For em, though I don't know em like I used to
They still my family, now ask me who's who
And I can tell you about some dirt, or soap-like gossip
But why should I trip?
Because we all got skeletons dwellin in the closet
So I wonder how is it
People be forgettin about they homies?
When they make ends, meet let them roam streets
After all y'all done been through
Yo, to put them up is the least you can do
But now I see just how niggas act
Yo, y'all can turn y'all back
But I still got love for em

(Homie that I went to school with)
(Got mo' love for me here)
I still got love for em
(My nigga)

[ VERSE 2 ]
I used to be able to walk through
Anybody's neighborhood that I wanted to talk to
And see how they was livin, how they life was lookin
(Wassup?) Got they sisters, and ate they mamas' cookin
Young and innocent, the good old days
We started to grow apart, and go our seperate ways
Steady competin for the most attention
Up at the school house, hours of sittin
That they had to find somethig else to fade me
Cause they ain't have a letter high enough to grade me
Maybe then some people got jealous
Thought they was smart, and got crushed like relish
So birds of a feather ran together in cliques
Nerds, jocks, and tricks
And the ones just kickin it in between
Gang-related, you know who I mean
I got love for em

(Homie that I went to school with)
(Got mo' love for me here)
I still got love for em
(My nigga)

[ VERSE 3 ]
And we used to get into it every now and then
Tryin to prove a point in front of the little women
(Wassup?) Showin out like movie ushers
We rat-packed them, and then they rushed us
Goin back and forth, it seemed like forever
Was unpredictable like L.A. weather
The object was just a reputation
(Or some) Or some kinda ovation
That is, until money came into the picture
Now it was on from dust to dawn
And everything jumped to a whole new level
Gettin kicks, comin up off licks
The devil in disguise, but it was so easy
Affordin all the shit that we seen on tv
So whatever it takes, we gotta make them ends
Even if it mean jackin friends
So I went my way, and they went theirs
Stayin out of each other's affairs
Some life was lost, smoked out, and on fat
And after all that
I still got love for em

(Homie that I went to school with)
(Got mo' love for me here)
I still got love for em
(My nigga)

Kam]
That's all I can stand, I can't stands no more
Cause we done told y'all before
And y'all was too near me, not to hear me
Enough with the warnings, this is war, time to lay down the law
So who's up first?
It's the ones that had black people thinkin they was cursed
The preachers, string up the preachers
All women and children to the bleachers
Let the record show they religion was filthy
So there's no need for you to plead not guilty
Any last requests? Take 'em up with Da Lench Mob
Can y'all handle that? (Shit, it's a cinch job)
So walk 'em up the steps slowly
The anticipation'll kill 'em cause they ain't holy
They say you only get a minute to pray, and a second to die
Hang 'um high

[Kam]
Next up on the rope
is y'all niggaz still tryin to sell dope to blacks
That's how you got your milk and honey
Yeah, off of that blood money
And have you foamin at the mouth, y'all had to contract rabies
to make a whole generation of crack babies
Instead of bottles, they want the plastic baggy
cause momma was known to suck a glass dick raggedy
And she even sold her body
Standin outside until her nose was snotty
In her last trimester, the dope man blessed her
with a chest buster, God rest her soul
Her baby's in shock
You killed two birds with one rock, so step right up
and get fitted for the noose, cause it's too late to cry
Hang 'um high

[Kam]
Hot damn, ain't no escapin misters
Cause y'all been convicted for rapin sisters
Shoulda committed suicide
Cause before this is over, y'all gon' wish you had died sooner
Cause after (?)uma, it's on
Take one last look before it's gone
The sisters never wanted you to touch her
This was just a hangin, but now we gotta cut'cha
So break 'em off one at a time
Cause cruel and unusual punishment fit the crime
And don't show 'em no mercy
In fact, bring the daughter up front and let her see
how justice is served with the civilized
It's up to you now whether he live or dies
(I just wanna ask him why)
(*But you know I love you baby girl*) HANG 'UM HIGH

[ VERSE 1 ]
Fuck, duck down, niggas is shootin
And I can't go out like Sir Isaac Newton
Catch a stray one, cause from day one I been escapin
So I figure I'm due for a yellow tapin
But it ain't today, thank God
So I kiss my mother and count my bank rod
And then it's back to the warzone
In Southern California you gots to get yours on
A real East Side Story
I'm talkin Compton and Watts, for thyne is the glory
A tale of two cities where it's non-stop drama
Not the Apollo joint
But from the hollow-point
-blank, I sleep to the sound of a siren
The shit is so tirin
And other nights I can't even crash
Without the same fuckin mutts turnin over my trash
It's just drama

(More drama, more drama, more drama)
It's just too much drama
(More drama, more drama, more drama)

[ VERSE 2 ]
One-time got my street blocked off
And I wonder what's poppin
But I ain't stoppin
)From what it look like a officer got smoked
And most likely it's from some shit he provoked
But regardless the police is kickin up dust
So now it's like 'in glock we trust'
And everybody in my hood is suspects
But ain't nobody snitchin, so what's next?
They try to break the unity
Make an example of a nigga to frighten the whole community
So put out an all-points bulletin and on Kam
And Watts-Up - goddamn!
Ain't nobody said a word
But now somehow I'm under the ghetto bird
On a high-speed chase
The right time in the wrong place
I caught drama

(More drama, more drama, more drama)
It's just too much drama
(More drama, more drama, more drama)

[ VERSE 3 ]
Damn, I just heard about the homie
That's fucked up, give my condolences to the family for me
Cause I know they took it hard
The shit caught us all off guard
That was my dog, he ain't never meant no harm
I went and got his name tatooed on my forearm
Right after the funeral
Goddamn, that's two in a row
Homeboys I done lost to gang violence
And I ain't been able to smile since
I know everything happen for a reason
But now the blood in my veins is freezin
Ain't no more feelings left, I'm cold-hearted
I wasn't dearly, but nearly departed
So I know I got a purpose
But L.A. is like a circus
It's too much drama

(More drama, more drama, more drama)
It's just too much drama
(More drama, more drama, more drama)

[ VERSE 4 ]
So another day, another dirty dollar
Like Marvin Gaye sometimes it make me wanna holler
While I try to make a livin, I'm givin
You pee o-n t-h-e U.S.A. - hey
So how much for the ski-mask?
Ain't none of your business what it's for, so don't even ask
Cause America is on the fall
It's every man for himself and God for us all
And action speaks louder than words
)From what I hear the Mexicans got the birds
I seem em puttin up stores
I say it's time I kick in some casa doors
And play Robin Hood, I been good too long
Takin this shit, you can't expect me not to do wrong
So the stage is set for an Academy Award
And oh my Lord

(More drama, more drama, more drama)
It's just too much drama
(More drama, more drama, more drama)

It's just drama

(More drama, more drama, more drama)
It's just too much drama
(More drama, more drama, more drama)

It's just drama

Kam]
Lift every voice and sing
Yeah, but we gon' lift every fist and swing
So save the negro spiritual
It's 1992 and niggaz need a miracle
And no more song and dance
like we shall overcome, and ain't got a chance
Y'all stuck on "I have a dream"
Need to put the picket sign down and get on the team
Stand up and do somethin
Stop beggin for a meal, cause everything is real
Nigga look at yourself, you in hell
Claimin wel-fare, or should I say fare-well
Mr. Christian, you was too spooky
Now Bush wanna slave, and Russia wanna nuke me
And the most you can tell me is love thy enemy?
Stay off the Hennesey
Pops I want freedom, so hand me the nine
You can pray for yours, but I'ma go get mine
Now how long has it been?
For a hundred and thirty-seven years, but neva again

[Kam]
God bless America.. but for what?
How bout God damn America, the slut (yeah)
Now I can name that tune
Cause the land of the free is sellin negroes at noon
But how soon we forget
Mention the holocaust, niggaz have a fit
Sorry it's real but I'm fresh out of tears
Cause lynch that nigga's still ringin in my ears
I want freedom, justice, equality, Islam
So it's hard to keep calm
when I'm accused of bein racist for lovin my people first
Now they wanna put me in a hearse
but black people never made white slaves
And we was too lovin to put Jews in a oven
But the pilgrims wasn't so friendly then
And by the way, I never ate a Indian
So who's the real savage?
Six feet tall on the average
Mark the number of the God damn beast
To the East my brother to the East say neva again

[Kam]
Oh say can y'all see?
It's the home of the slave, land of the never free
America me, the so called negro
with another verse, so here we go
As long as y'all been givin me hell
No wonder there's a crack in the Liberty Bell
to tell on America the Beautiful
The bitch need a facelift, for this race myth
And now for you to pull a caper, kidnap rape her
The penalty is DEATH
Cause we ain't forgave or forgot
blacks bein murdered, tortured and shot
Six hundred million, one-eighty-sevens
It's bringin wrath down from the heavens
So let my people go Pharoahe, the arrow
is point at your dome, and if we don't make it home
Cancel Christmas
Like EPMD we got some "Unfinished Business"
From way back, payback for your sin
So paleskin, tell a friend, neva again

Damn, one-time just bust a you
And they 4 deep, too
They seen all these caps and T-shirts
And them gold thangs underneath the skirts

But the law ain't been broken
Wait, I see 3 white cops and one token
Oh, so that explains it, no doubt
Uncle Tom pointed us out

But I ain't tryin' to get jacked
They give me static, I'm givin' the shit back
'Cause I ain't did nothin' wrong
And this L.A. drama been goin' on too long

So it's on if they touch me
Matter of fact, they better Starsky-and-Hutch me
'Cause fool, I ain't waitin'
I'm 5000, so much for gold Daytons

I hit a side street and circled twice
Shook 'em like hot dice
Parked the toy in a driveway
'Cause the same thing happened last Friday

I tried to tell you
They was devils once befo'
But y'all don't hear me though

Hey, fellas
You guys know who I'm talkin' to
Hey, fellas
You guys know who I'm talkin' to

Damn, this baby pagin' me, 911
Who is that? This bad-ass white girl from
Aw nigga, you went out like a straight Boyscout
What you talkin' 'bout?

Fool, this girl a straight freak
Yeah, she probably have your ass at the clinic every week
Askin' the doctor, "Have you ever seen this?"
With a long-wired q-tip, stuck up your penis

Waitin' for the test results to come back from upstairs
While you say your prayers
And ask yourself, ?Was it really worth it??
Before Casanova crossed over, everything was perfect

But you wasn't satisfied with the sisters
So now you got blisters
Trick or treat? Aw, nigga, you can eat a dick
Or vice versa, that's how you treat a trick

Nigga like you who ain't learned
That hittin' pale skins'll get you burned
Man, y'all better let them white hoes go
But y'all don't hear me though

Hey, fellas
You guys know who I'm talkin' to
Hey, fellas
You guys know who I'm talkin' to

Damn Kam, I got a migraine, what you eat?
Just some pork chops and pig's feet
And a couple of strips of bacon
What? And my head just started achin'

I hate to say, ?I told you so? but I told ya
You couldn't take it from a soldier
Kam got the ham broken down to a science
So keep it out your appliance

Cat plus rat plus dog equals hog
Poison-ass animals, people need to ban 'em all
Nigga, I been eatin' pork all my life and I'm cool
Fool, you don't know what you're missin'

Listen that's the reason why you get sick so quick
And spend a straight grip with doctor Tom Slick
So he can fill your prescription
For your ass, for your headaches and your hyper tension

When all you gotta do is stop eatin' the swine
And everything'll be fine
Black folk better leave that pork at the sto'
But y'all don't hear me though

Hey, fellas
You guys know who I'm talkin' to
Hey, fellas
You guys know who I'm talkin' to

Damn, my nigga got stretched
He's down for the K.O., for movin' that lleyo
And now they askin' him to snitch
I hate to say it but the nigga dug his own ditch

So now he's caught in a catch 22
Damned if he don't and fucked if he do
Lookin' at 15 with a L
Scared he'll touch down, so what the hell

He starts singin' like a bird
Federal detectives recordin' every word
Puttin' niggas in a twist, steppin' on toes
How long will he last? God only knows

Ballin' outta control, gotta put on a hold
So it's on like that, nigga, where my niggas at?
It ain't like he didn't know
'Cause I damn sure, told him, he just ain't hear me though

Kam]
Ain't this a bitch, what they make po' kids do
Stand up for the flag salute
Now put your right hand over your heart
Eyes on the flag, now recite this drag
about liberty and justice for all
But that part dere it don't stand for none of y'all
Just the part about pledgin allegiance
For all they care, you can stop right there
Take your shit and go on home
and let the television program your dome
Because it ain't no justice, the people ain't liberated
just cause one nigga made it
out the ghetto, he a token black
His whole neighborhood still smokin crack
So you will never be all that
No matter how bad you wanna switch, life is a bitch

[Kam]
Ain't that a bitch, to see black people in the service
Leave they spouse to do dirt for the White House
And come home lookin for a hero's welcome
They back on the block and shellshocked
The shit costed an arm and a leg
Can't work no job, so now you gotta beg
Cause all y'all got for bein out in the field
is handicapped stickers for your windshield
Your wife and kids was thinkin
you was dead and buried, so she got remarried
And now you sleepin in school gymnasiums
Just you and them lazy bums
At the overnight homeless shelter
Gettin one hot meal, to eat from a wheelchair
But what about baseball and apple pie?
Nigga life is a bitch and then you die

[Kam]
(No matter how much you wanna switch..)
Ain't that a bitch how they stretch out a low class citizen
You like guilty until proven innocent
Cause it's written all over your face
Skin color is enough to catch a case
To them that's like concrete evidence
So whether I did it or not has no relevance
They just want another nigga in custody
So I'm bout to take it out on a trustee
Because all I see, is a gang of black and brown faces
missin they shoelaces
Headed for the gang module
After they processed to get shit off they chest
While the high class criminal charges all get dismissed
they scar up my wrist
And do all they can to put a nigga through hell
Oh well, I guess life is a bitch

[Kam]
Ain't this a bitch, or some say female dog
To play a nigga out for some shit in a catalogue
And then move right along to the next man
If the drama can't get him, the sex can
So all day long she's plottin
Cause the nigga she had just spoiled the bitch rotten
So now she's on and straight fishin
and gotta have the keys to every fool's ignition
But it just ain't enough black men to go around
They either dead or locked down
So I can't really call 'em bitch
I guess, cause everybody wanna be rich
But that's what's happenin in the black community
Everyday, call it the games that people play
Some say human nature but
Is life a B-I-T-C-H or what

[ VERSE 1 ]
Every year I hear "Happy holiday"
What's my religion? I do what the dollar say
That's why I celebrate Christmas
Cause this overweighed redneck devil is big business
So all season I'm up preyin
On black communities, is what I'm sayin
And y'all keepin me fat
All over America it's on like that
Kids lookin for Saint Nick
Just leave me some cookies and get off my damn dick
You want a present? Nigga, please
Your house is a wreck, and you're decoratin trees
Now how dumb can y'all be?
No food in the kitchen, and you go and buy a tree?
And then say it's for the children, but you're grown
They can't miss what they ain't never known
But since everybody else is out celebratin
You allow your child to worship a Satan
Better known as Santa
Claws in your pocket from L.A. to Atlanta
And yeah pops, you're silly too
You shoulda told your children Santa Clause is really you
And spared em the sadness
Before they got all caught up in holiday madness

[ VERSE 2 ]
(A whole day dedicated to the devil)
Is Palm Sunday, and after church I'm goin huntin
For colored eggs, cause Santa was frontin
He musta thought it was Passover
Cause he never brought his ass over
My house, but today I get new clothes anyway
Plus a little money, thank you Easter Bunny
For the basket of jelly beans
Even though I don't know what the hell he means
I never read about him in the Bible
The horny little pagan idol
No wonder my mind is so twisted
By thank God my church wasn't broke-wristed
Even though I never went
I know I still can repent
Cause ain't nobody perfect, but niggas so dense
We seem to only come together over nonsense

[ VERSE 3 ]
(A whole day dedicated to the devil) October 31st is my favorite
Little boys still at my do', cause I ain't gave em shit
(But what you showed me in for?)
Little brats yellin 'trick or treat' all through my screen door
When y'all should be at home sleep
Instead of at my front porch 15 deep
The jack lantern came in handy
Yo, I can turn my porch light out like I ain't got no candy
But ain't that somethin?
You buy a Halloween costume and a pumpkin?
Almost gave your children a heartattack
It's a tradition, but who the hell started that?
A whole day dedicated to the devil
That's just one out of several
Most people don't think
But America need to see a shrink
For her holiday madness

[ VERSE 4 ]
Damn, I can't wait until it get dark
So I can light these fireworks up at the park
And celebrate my independence
It's the 4th of July, but I ain't got 10 cents
I bought the jumbo assortment
Then came out the pocket for a goddamn skyrocket
And the shit was a dud
It was lit, but it never even left the mud
But at least I got freedom where I'm at
Plus Red Devil and Wild Cat
And they open 24 hours
And right about now they got a sale on bloomin flowers
So I'm ready to celebrate
July 4th 1930, the true date
Cause in 1776
Black people were still in the mix
Until the comin of W.B. Farrhad
The God in person, yeah cursin
America, word is bond
And left us Elijah and Farrakhan

God damn devils, done finally made they move on South Los Angeles
In Watts, the shots don't quit
And in Compton we got the same shit
Damn pigs is puttin in straight work
Murderin blacks and just smirk
Ain't nothin but another day at the office
So now it's damn near illegal to be a negro
So do I make a run for the border?
Or - fuck Bush, and his "New World Order"
The law is the straw that broke the camel's back
Just one more punk attack
on the black, and now the shit is on
(Peel his cap and I'm gone!) Oh yeah
See now all hell is finna break loose
And Uncle Tom ain't got no juice
Nigga shoulda been down from the start
but he ain't had a heart, for another Watts riot

[Kam]
So we done lost all patience
(Man fuck police investigations!)
See we gon' handle this right, tonight
(We're tearin up everything in fuckin sight!)
And I ain't got a damn thing to lose
So the news gon' have they hands full
Not to mention the police, fool
No justice, no peace
It's a eye for a eye, so don't even try and speak
on how blacks, should turn the other cheek
To hell with all y'all devils
Ain't no love losses for no white crosses
So what y'all know about this interpretation
with your college education?
Y'all best just keep quiet
and get your ass ready for this next Watts riot

[Ice Cube]
Straight pandemonium! Niggaz I'm with nutty
Mr. Macgillicuddy done got, got
And I'm tossin more cocktails loc
'Til the whole fuckin block smell like smoke
Black folks are loc'n, no jokin
Yo Kam, grab the coke and choke 'em
Make sure that somethin is broken
and then you can smoke him (c'mon)
Got a clip on the news of me with a TV
and I don't give a fuck who done seen me
Fightin the police with my peers
With head and shoulders, and no more tears
And they can't stop me
Cause, I'm eatin more crackers than Polly
For the Jack that smoked the black
I gotta do the right thing for you and Rodney King
Burn down his market
But then you claim, Ice Cube had to spark it
Puttin Beverly Hills in fear
Cause Hollywood burnt down last year
So if you throw me Ozzie and Harriet
I fuck around and bury it, huh
Ain't makin the hood look shitty
Watts riot, insert your city motherfucker!

[Kam]
The whole city is on fire
And now it's down to the wire
Time to call for a national emergency
Cause white folk goin up in smoke
Too fast, they ass is out before they know it
So when I light this cocktail, Cube throw it
And make sure that it reach
Yeah motherfucker, that's for Howard Beach
And Brother Olivert X, so what's next
with y'all punk-ass cowards?
Each of us bring fo' devils
and let's get this over with, yeah, no shit
We ain't worried about dyin
(Man I think you better give up man) Nah I ain't even tryin
I'd rather go out fightin
But let y'all tell it I'm incitin a Watts riot

mei ge ren dou xiang ming bai shui shi zi ji sheng ming bu gai cuo guo de zhen ai te bie zai wu ye xing lai geng shi hui gan kai xin dong mai yuan hai you bu neng shi huai dou shi yin wei ni chu peng le ai ru guo zhe jiu shi ai zai zhuan shen jiu gai yong gan liu xia lai jiu suan shou shang jiu suan liu lei dou shi sheng ming li wen rou guan gai ai zai hui yi li zong shi na me ming bai kun huo de xin liu guo de lei hai you shu bu jin hei ye deng dai ru guo zhe jiu shi ai ru guo ni dang shi ming bai hou lai de sheng ming li shi kuai le hai shi bei ai te bie zai ye shen ren jing shi xiang qi wei lai shi fou neng ping jing bu hui xiang xian zai zhi shi yin wei ni yong you le ai ru guo zhe jiu shi ai zai zhuan shen jiu gai yong gan liu xia lai jiu suan shou shang jiu suan liu lei dou shi sheng ming li wen rou guan gai ai zai hui yi li zong shi na me ming bai kun huo de xin liu guo de lei hai you shu bu jin hei ye deng dai ru guo zhe jiu shi ai ru guo zhe jiu shi ai -

wai mian de shi jie hen jing cai wo chu qu hui shi bai wai mian de shi jie te bie kang kai chuang chu qu wo jiu ke yi huo guo lai liu zai zhe li wo kan bu dao xian zai wo yao chu qu xun zhao wo de wei lai xia ding le jue xin gai bian ri zi zhen nan ai chui xi le zha zhu yuan wang jiu shi nan kai wai mian de shi jie hen jing cai wo chu qu hui bian de ke ai wai mian de ji hui lai de hen kuai wo yi ding zhao dao zi ji de cun zai yi nan kai tou ye bu zhuan bu hui lai wo nan kai yong yuan dou bu zai hui lai -

누구나 알고 있죠 보내면 안되는 운명이 있다는 걸 한밤을 헤메이다 문득 깨닫죠 누군가 옆에 없다는 슬픔 이제 알았죠 사랑임을 정말 사랑이면 이렇게 쉽게 떠나지마요 힘겨워도 아파와도 아름다운 순간들일 뿐 사랑 추억속에서 길을 잃어요 눈물마저 마르도록 셀 수 없이 기다렸던 밤 사랑해요 그대 내 곁에 머물러요 그대만 있다면 슬픔도 기쁨이죠 이제는 걱정마요 함께 있으니 아무것도 생각마요 우리 믿어요 서로의 눈빛을 정말 사랑이면 이렇게 쉽게 보내지 마요 힘겨워도 아파와도 아름다운 순간들일 뿐 사랑 추억속에서 길을 잃어요 눈물마저 마르도록 셀 수 없이 기다렸던 것 사랑해요 그대 오직 그대만을 -