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You know sometimes I sit at home, you know
And I watch T.V. and I wonder what it would be like
To live someplace like, you know, the Cosby show
Ozzie and Harriet
You know, where cops come and got your cat outta the tree
All your friends died of old age
But you see, I live in South Central Los Angeles and unfortunately...
SHIT AIN'T LIKE THAT!
IT'S REAL FUCKED UP!

Goddamn what a brotha gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and blue?
What I gotta die
Before you realize
I was a brotha with open eyes?
The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And I'm livin' in black rain
You try to ban the A.K.,
I got ten of 'em stashed
With a case of hand grenades

Tell us what to do... Fuck you!
Tell us what to do... Fuck you!
Tell us what to do... Fuck you!
Tell us what to do... Fuck you!