Guerrillas in the Mist

"KFLB newstime 4:36. (part two, part two..)

In the top story of the hour, the largest single law enforcement

(part two, part two..) mobilization in California history is

currently underway. (part two, part two..) The police in five

Southern counties are engaged in a massive battle.."

P-Dog, back to break 'em off somethin'

And never frontin' when the rhyme keep comin'

Not lotto but I'm in it to win it and never lose

Never singin' but swingin' and bringin' nothin but bad news

And I'm madder than a motherfucka

Won't slip and the record won't skip, better get hip

Finna pop, but I ain't pop

How many cops gotta drop when the gat wreck shop

P-Dog comin' up on another level

No hope for the black folk, fuck a devil

It ain't nothin' but a scandalous-ass trap

To keep motherfuckas broke and smokin' crack

So I'm grippin' on the clip and finsta move

Another nigga on the trigger with nothin' to lose

You better duck when the gat buck bitch

ÔCause the funk is on now Young Mark gimme some of that!

{*scratching*} Yeah - pass the matches!

{*scratching*} Pass the matches!

Ain't nothin' changed, still anti-pig

Still anti-drug dealin', anti-house nigga

But bein' broke in slavery

And if the skin is brown they only want you to stay down

I see the community needs work

Black power means more than a t-shirt

All I'm tryin' to do is be sure

That the young black youth stay true to the format

And see the plan to kill the men

And understand, it ain't shit for life to end

Look at the Oaktown murder rate

We need more than a panel to set it straight

The next time somebody asks why

Motherfuckas sit still while the black keep dyin'

I'ma do Elihu and make you see you can't

Bullshit around with the people's fate

And ask why we hate ourselves

Sleepin' with the enemy you're bound to catch hell

They ain't never been down with our side

So fuck Schlitz, Olde E and St. Ide's

You better hear the word when I warn ya

Now it seem like the whole world's Arizona

One for Rodney and Latasha and Tawana boy ya better check ya list

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Alright y'all, get ready for roll call

We got the gats, we got the masks, we got the gloves

The van's packed, and motherfuckas is ready to roll

Uh-uh, wait a minute motherfucka

You better go on with that ol' tricky shit

Cause in the 90's, niggas ain't havin it

So you best just learn to deal and get the fuck out

White supremacy ain't never been a friend of me

You better check it when I wreck it cause it's gettin' deep

And get ready for the funk when the pot boil

With a dry rag, kerosene, and motor oil

Now the Aryan is scary and I'm runnin' up

Fat Tom better duck when he try his luck

ÔCause I'ma see that he suck on a Tech-9

With fifteen to his dome'll be fine

Or maybe I'll just tar and feather ya

And castrate ya cause I hate a devil too

Rape your women up and then I'll rape your mind

Think about it it's an eye for an eye

And now it's fittin' that I'm spittin' on Amerikkka

A black man with a plan and I'm scarin' ya

It ain't a threat but a promise out to each

In L.A., Forsythe, and Howard Beach

Duck down when the clip from the tech POP

You can't fuck with the sound when the needle drop

So don't speak when a panther wreck the house

You can't win when the truth is spoken out

A real case of a brother you love to hate

Can't be roughed up or hushed or set straight

You better know me on the Mike McGee tip

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