Daz Dillinger - The Day the n***az Took Over lyrics

[Intro: Protestor] "I'mma say this and I'mma end mine. If you ain't down for the Africans here in the United States, period point-blank. If you ain't down for the ones that suffered in South Africa from apartheid and sh**, dammit, you need to step your punk a** to the side and let us brothers, and us Africans, step in and start puttin some foot in that a**!" [Bridge: All] Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something [Hook: Snoop Dogg] I got my finger on the trigger, some n***as wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die I got my finger on the trigger, some n***as wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die [Verse 1: Daz Dillinger] Dem wonder why me violent and no really understand For de reason why me take me law in me own hand Me not out for peace and me not Rodney King De gun goes click, me gun goes bang Dem riot in Compton and dem riot in Long Beach Dem riot in L.A. cause dem no really wanna see n***as start to loot and police start to shoot Lock us down at seven o'clock, barricades us like Beirut Me don't show no love cause it's us against dem Dem never ever love me cause it's sport to break dem And k**, at my own risk, if I may To lay, to spray, with my AK, and put it to rest [Interlude: Reporter] "Yes, we have—there have been riots, ah, uh, rioting. Well I don't wanna say rioting, but there's been looting downtown. But right now, Bree, what I want to show you is, they have started fires down at the end of the street" [Refrain: All + Dre & Snoop] How many n***as are ready to loot? Yeah, so what you wanna do? What you wanna do? I said, how many n***as are ready to loot? [Sample: Interviewee + KRS-One] Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9 That's what they told us today In other words, you still a slave No matter how much money you got, you still ain't sh** [Verse 2] Sitting in my living room, calm and collected Feeling that gotta-get-mine perspective Cause what I just heard, broke me in half And half the n***as I know, plus the n***as on the Row is bailing Laugh now but cry much later You see when n***as get together They get mad cause they can't fade us Like my n***as from South Central, Los Angeles They found that they couldn't handle us Bloods, Crips on the same squad With the ese's help and, n***a, it's time to rob and mob (And break the white man off something lovely, biddy-bye-bye I don't love dem so dem can't love me) Yo, straight puttin' it down, gettin' my scoot on It's jumping off in Compton so I gots to get my loot on And come up on me some furniture or somethin' Got a VCR in the back of my car That I ganked from the Slausson Swap Meet And motherf**ers better not try to stop me Cause they will see that I can't be stopped Cause I'ma co*k my Glock and pop til they all drop [Interlude: Reporter + Reporter 2] "Yes, on the videotape we seem to have the, ah, people in the crowd throwing things at the officers." "And swinging at them as well, as a result a young woman there, you see took a swing at at an officer with some object in her hand." [Refrain: All + Dre & Snoop] How many n***as are ready to loot? Yeah, so what you wanna do? What you wanna do? I said, how many n***as are ready to loot? [Sample: KRS-One] Got myself an Uzi and my brother a 9 [Hook: Snoop Dogg] I got my finger on the trigger, some n***as wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die I got my finger on the trigger, some n***as wonder why But livin' in the city, it's do-or-die [Verse 3: RBX] One-Time trigger happy, no n***a love One-eighty-seven time, time to grab the glove Can't get prints on a 9 I throw away Or get prints on my Uzi when it spray POP-POP, POP, another motherf**er drop And I get relief like, plop, plop, fizz Smash, I crashed his head like a window I ain't Nintendo, I'm high off the indo Creepin', with the quickness to the cut Bust one to his head while he munches on a donut And crack-up, so now he best to back up I guess I gots to pack up, filling the clip up I zip up-town but motherf**in' cops are all around Helicopters flyin', these motherf**ers tryin' To catch me and stretch me on d**h Row But hell no, suppose black refuse to go [Interlude: Reporter 2] "This is now covering a very, very wide area of Los Angeles where these fires have been, ah, ignited. I mean, from here to the, ah, to the south end of South Central is a long way." [Brigde: All] Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something Break 'em off something [Verse 4: Daz Dillinger] The outcome of this is destruction, so them all fall n***as don't give a f**, so them bust and them fall The, description of three blacks Shows no justice, so, pick up it's your right If you riot again, me, turn the other cheek We, be too many, me got, me nine to my side So me bust, flick, cause he don't give a f** And me don't give a f** And all my problems end with that BUCK-BUCK [Outro: Snoop Dogg] Blam, blam, blam til dem fall Listen to the shots from my n***a Doggy Dogg, biddy-bye Dr. Dre, him bust gun shots Diggidy Daz and RBX, dem bust gun shots Come again!