| I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
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| King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
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| Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
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| Then dead as a deathpack the colors I choose
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| Red or Blue, Cuz or Blood, it just don’t matter
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| Sucker die for your life when my shotgun scatters
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| We gangs of L.A. will never die — just multiply
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| You see they hit us then we hit them
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| Then we hit them and they hit us, man
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| It’s like a war, ya know what I’m sayin'
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| People dont even understand
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| They don’t even know what they dealing with
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| You wanna get rid of the gangs it’s gonna take a lotta work
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| But people don’t understand the size of this
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| This is no joke man, this is real
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| You don’t know me, fool
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| You disown me, cool
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| I don’t need your assistance, social persistance
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| Any problem I got I just put my fist in My life is violent but violent is life
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| Peace is a dream, reality is a knife
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| My colors, my honour, my colors, my all
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| With my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
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| Tell me what have you left me, what have I got
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| Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot
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| My home got jacked
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| My mother’s on crack
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| My sister can’t work cause her arms show trax
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| Madness insanity live in profanity
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| Then some punk claimin’they understandin’me
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| Give me a break, what world do you live in Death is my sect, guess my religion
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| Yo my brother was a gang banger
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| and all my homeboys bang
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| I don’t know why I do it man, I just do it
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| I never had much of nuffin man
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| Look at you man, you’ve got everything going for yourself
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| and I ain’t got nuffin man, I’ve got nuffin
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| I’m living in the ghetto man
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| just look at me man, look at me My pants are saggin braided hair
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| suckers stare but I don’t care
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| my game ain’t knowelgde my game’s fear
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| I’ve no remorse so squares beware
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| But my true mission is just revenge
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| you ain’t in my sect, you ain’t my friend
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| wear the wrong color your life could end
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| homocides my favorite venge
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| Listen to me man
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| no matter whatcha do don’t ever join a gang
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| you don’t wanna be in it man,
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| You’re just gonna end up in a mix of dead freinds and time in jail I know, if I had a chance like you,
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| I would never be in a gang man
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| but I didn’t have a chance
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| You know I wish i did
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| I’ll just walk like a giant police defiant
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| you’ll say to stop but I’ll say that I cant
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| my gangs my family its all that I have
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| I’m a star, on the walls is my autograph
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| You don’t like it, so you know where you can go cause the streets are my stage and terror’s my show
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| phsyco-analize tried diognising me wise
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| It was a joke brother the brutally died
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| But it was mine, so let me define
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| my territory don’t cross the line
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| Don’t try to act crazy
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| cause the bitch dont thank me you can be read like a punk
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| it wouldn’ta made me cause my colors death
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| thou we all want peace
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| but our war won’t end,
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| they’ll always see
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| See the wars of the street gangs will always get to me man
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| But I don’t wanna be down with this situation man
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| but I’m in here, if I had something betta to do I think I’d do it but
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| right
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| now I’m just down here boye
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| I’m trying to get money cause I’m smart
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| I’m gunna get paid while I’m out here
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| I’m gunna get that paper, ya know what I’m saying
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| If I had a chance like you,
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| maybe I would be in school
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| but I’m not, I’m out here living day to day surviving
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| and I’m willing to die for my colors
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| Yo’ll please stop, cause I want ya all to live.
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| This is Ice-T, Peace… |