Audioriot lyrics

[Voice:]This should be played at high volumePreferably in a residential area[Crayon:]As we proceed to give you what you need-You're quite hostile (repeatedly), -Longshots (crowd, while marching)[Rock Shabazz:]I'm on the project roof looking down over GothamIf it's real quiet I can hear the block plottingTo solve all they problems with Glocks and revolversThey strugglin and starvinIt's hard cause they looking for jobs but there are noneDrunk and they sparking bluntsPlus they talking tough when a car roll up full of copsTryna lock brothers upTried calming 'em down but a voice out the crowd said[Crayon:]YoGet 'em (Rush 'em)Hit 'em (Bust 'em)Don't let 'em get away, coward wanna run awayAlways tryna act hard when he get up in my faceBut he'll soon find outLongshots don't play![Rock Shabazz:]Nobody want us to talk so we 'gon lash outNobody want us to shine so we 'gon black outSend all the wolves out, in the middle of the streetUprising over beats cause we gotta eatThere's a riot g
oing onThis ain't Sly and The Family StoneWhen it's on yo it's on[Rock Shabazz:]My spider sense tingles on the streets where criminals mingleTerrorizing people for the root of evilIllegal life corrupts the blockCorrupts the kids, blow up their GlocksGo up for bids, come back on their blockTen years later, hardened criminals ghetto GeppettosGetting their Pinocchios to peddle productSince they sold weed to my cousin (But she's only eleven)Now they got sixty seconds to evacuate the blockBefore I come back and get 'em with the GlockThat is kept inside the box in my roomWord is bond, niggaz doomedLosers refusing to choose a solutionThey blues on the same Black problems of the pastStill riot and picket, buying lottery ticketsOn the first of the month we gon all get evictedBut this a new day, predators turn to preyBetter run away cause I heard a voice out the crowd sayYoGet 'em (Rush 'em)Hit 'em (Bust 'em)Get 'em (Rush 'em)Hit 'em (Bust 'em)Ain't no discussion, we're sick of the liesWe
gon find 'em and fight 'em wherever they hideUnder pressure and stress never know who's gon explodeWhen your life is a mess and you're left to fight aloneWith the murderers and rapistsNothing ever changesIt all stays the same and we ain't gonna take itThere's a riot going onThis ain't Sly and the Family StoneWhen it's on yo it's on!I'm sitting on a bench in Baisley parkAny minute you could see a fiend or a narcStick up kids come out after darkLift up lids when the calico sparkYo these kids get happy when school let outOnly to get home if they survive the shoot outPull some loot outDrug dealers try to impress 'emThat's why they adolescents falling deep in depressionAfraid of the world that's afraid of themMolesting little girls that made them menCrack pipe, serynges then aids came inHomicide's on the riseChances are slimYou aint never guaranteed to see the hood againSo many gone for goodI lost so many friendsThe streets are so intense, the beef is so immenseIt's something like a g
ame, lose can't roll again