The Day The N****z Took Over (feat. Daz, Snoop Dogg & RBX)

I'ma say this and I'ma end mine (all y'all that buy food, all that shit) If you ain't down for the Africans here in the United States (that's right) Period, point-blank If you ain't down for the ones that suffered in South Africa (fuck off) From apartheid and shit (go home) Dammit, you need to step your punk-ass to the side (we're South Africa) And let us brothers and us Africans step in (that we're South Africa) And start puttin' some foot in that ass Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' I got my finger on the trigger, some niggas wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die I got my finger on the trigger, some niggas wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die Dem wonder why mi violent, dem no really understand Dat di reason why mi take mi law in mi own hand Mi not out for peace and mi not Rodney King Di gun goes click, mi gun goes bang Dem riot in Compton and dem riot in Long Beach Dem riot in L.A. 'cause dem no really wanna see Niggas start to loot and police start to shoot Lock us down at seven o'clock, barricade us like Beirut Mi don't show no love 'cause it's us against dem Dem never, ever love me 'cause it's sport to break dem And kill, at my own risk, if I may To lay, to spray with my AK, and put 'em to rest Yes, we have-, there have been riots, ah, uh, rioting Well, I don't wanna say rioting, but there's been looting downtown But right now, Bree, what I want to show you is They have started fires down at the end of the street How many niggas are ready to loot? Yeah, so what you wanna do? (What you wanna do?) I said, how many niggas are ready to loot? Got myself an Uzi and my brother a .9 That's what they told us today, in other words, you still a slave No matter how much money you got, you still ain't shit Sitting in my living room, calm and collected Feeling that gotta-get-mine perspective 'Cause what I just heard broke me in half And half the niggas I know, plus the niggas on the Row, is bailing Laugh now, but cry much later, you see When niggas get together, they get mad 'cause they can't fade us Like my niggas from South Central, Los Angeles They found that they couldn't handle us Bloods, Crips on the same squad With the ese's helpin', nigga, it's time to rob and mob And break the white man off something lovely, biddy-bye-bye I don't love dem, so dem can't love me Yo, straight puttin' it down, gettin' my scoot on It's jumping off in Compton, so I gots to get my loot on And come up on me some furniture or somethin' Got a VCR in the back of my car That I ganked from the Slauson Swap Meet And motherfuckers better not try to stop me 'Cause they will see that I can't be stopped 'Cause I'ma cock my Glock and pop 'til they all drop Yes, on the videotape we seem to have the-, uh People in the crowd throwing things at the officers And swinging at them as well, as there was a, uh, young woman there You see, took a swing at-at an officer with some object in her hand How many niggas are ready to loot? Yeah, so, what you wanna do? (What you wanna do?) I said, how many niggas are ready to loot? Got myself an Uzi and my brother a .9 I got my finger on the trigger, some niggas wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die I got my finger on the trigger, some niggas wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die One-time trigger-happy, no nigga love 187 time, time to grab the glove You can't get prints on a .9, I throw away Or get prints on my Uzi when it spray Pop-pop, pop, another motherfucker drop And I get relief like, plop, plop, fizz, smash I crashed his head like a window I ain't Nintendo, I'm high off the indo Creepin', with the quickness to the cut Bust one to his head while he munches on a donut And crack-up, so now he best to back up I guess I gots to pack up, filling the clip up I zip uptown but motherfuckin' cops are all around Helicopters flyin', these motherfuckers tryin' To catch me and stretch me on Death Row But hell no, the poor blacks refuse to go (go) This now covers a very, very wide area of Los Angeles Where these fires have been, uh, ignited I mean, from here to the, uh, to the South end of South Central is a long way Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' Break 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin' The outcome of this is destruction, so them all fall Niggas don't give a fuck, so them bust and them fall The constriction of three blacks shows no justice So, pick up, it's your right if you riot again Mi turn the other cheek We be too many, mi got mi .9 to my side So mi bust, flick, 'cause he don't give a fuck And mi don't give a fuck, and all my problems end with that buck, buck Blao, blam, blam 'til dem fall Listen to the shots from a nigga Doggy Dogg, biddy-bye Dr. Dre, him bust gun shots Diggidy Daz and RBX, dem bust gun shots Come again