it your way we rock live make firealarms go off from norway to broadway MC?s in the hallway stand by microphone connected network can't you see its a busy
The word on the street here is panic There's a riot at hand People, taking care of the people There's no other way, or we'll break Yeah, this is life
should fuck shit up, Yeah we should fuckin' start a riot. A Riot! We have 'em screaming in the streets, we have 'em tippin' over shit and breakin' fuckin' windows of small businesses
peeled back, and chins get checked Don't expect no love, boy, no apology Kids aint fallin for yo child psychology In 9 and 4 mindin yo business is the best bitch Screamin 'Watts riot
church and you my brother, you my brother [Chorus] [Verse 2:] If kid you was fighting me, fighting behind me, give me some money or give me some change, Steadily working
thuggish ruggish They love us You hater, I bet you won't say fuck you us to our faces Bitch, and ball up your knuckles 'cause we can work Too many niggas
that's cool though, cuz in the rules bro Win or lose there's always someone else to choose yo That's the case in this rat race Whether she skinny and pretty or
him there 'til police get there Whoo! That's my kind of work Fucked up buletproof liner shirt Then we grind the work, all kind of work We watch po-po,
the Black Guerilla family And the white pride don't like Northside And it's a riot if any more niggaz die No parole or probation Now this is a young man
I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop Family or not, some niggas making plans
'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop Family or not, some niggas making plans
Black Guerilla family And the white pride don't like Northside And it's a riot if any more niggaz die No parole or probation Now this is a young man'