Peace quiet and good order
Will be maintained in our city
To the best of our ability
Riots melees and disturbances of
The peace are against the
Interests of all our people
And therefore cannot be permitted
(The jury found that they were all
Not guilty not guilty not guilty)
We've been told that all along Crenshaw boulevard
That there's a series of fires
A lot of looting is going on
A disaster area obviously
(The jury found that they were all not guilty not guilty)
Make it rough
(A lot of activity continues here in this command post)
Make it rough
(We have sporadic fires throughout the city of Los Angeles)
Not guilty the filthy devils tried ta kill me
When the news get to the hood then niggas will be
Hotter than cayenne pepper cuss bust
Kickin' up dust is a must
I can't trust a cracker in a blue uniform
Stick a nigga like a Unicorn
Vaughn wicked Lawrence Powell foul
Cut his f**kin' throat and I smile
Go to Simi valley and surely
Somebody knows the address of the jury
Pay a little visit "Who is it "
(Who is Ice Cube )
"Can I talk to the grand wizard " then boom
Make him eat the barrel modern day feral
Now he's zipped up like leather tuscadero
Pretty soon we'll catch Sergeant Coon
Shoot him in the face run up in him witta broom
Stick prick devils ain't shit
Introduce his ass to the AK40 dick
Two dazed niggas layin' in the cut
To get some respect we
Had to tear this muthaf**ka up
(Make it rough)
I gotta Mac10 for officer Wynd
Damn his devil ass
Need to be shipped back to Kansas
In a casket crew cut fagot
Now he ain't nothin' but food for the maggots
Lunch punch Hawaiin lyin'
Niggas ain't buyin' ya story bore me
Tearin' up shit with fire shooters looters
Now I got a lap-top computer
I told you all what happened
And you heard it read it
But all you could call me was anti-semitic
Regret it nope said it yep
Listen to my big black boots as I step
Niggas had to break you off somethin'
Give bush a push
But your national guard ain't hard
You had to get Rodney to stop me
'Cos you know what
We woulda teared this muthaf**ka up
(Huh make it rough)
(Huh muggs make it rough)
It's on gone with the wind
And I know white men can't dunk
Now I'm stealin' blunts
And it came from Betty Crocker
Overweight and blacker
Don't f**k with the black-owned stores
But hit the foot lockers
Steal muthaf**k fire Marshall Bill
Oh what the hell throw the cocktail
I smelt smoke got the f**k out
Ice Cube lucked out
My nigga had his truck out
Didn't get stuck out
In front of that store with the Nikes and Adidas
Oh Jesus surplus got the heaters
Meet us so we can get the 9's and the what-nots
Got the Mossberg with the double eyed buckshot
Ready for Darryl and like beretta wouldn't say
Keep your eye on the barrel a sparrow
Don't do the crime if you can't do the time
But I'm rollin' so that's a f**ked up slogan
The hogan's heroes spotted the gorilla by the sizzler
Hittin' up police killer
The super duper nigga that'll buck
We had to tear this muthaf**ka up
So what the f**k
Huh make it rough
Yo muggs make it rough
Huh make it rough
Enough
Not guilty verdicts for Stacey Coon
Lawrence Powell
Timothy Wynd and Theodore Vaugsinio
The four officers accused of beating motorist Rodney King
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