Paris

Paris - Guerrillas In The Mist lyrics

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[Ice Cube] "Damn.. oh yeah! It ain't over mother.."

"KFLB newstime 4:36. (part two, part two..)

In the top story of the hour, the largest single law enforcement

(part two, part two..) operation in California history is

currently underway. (part two, part two..) The police in five

Southern counties are engaged in a massive battle.."

(part two, part two..)

[Paris]

P-Dog, back to break 'em off somethin

And never frontin when the rhyme keep comin

Not lotto but I'm in it to win it and never lose

Never singin but swingin and bringin nothin but bad news

And I'm madder than a motherFUCKER

Won't slip and the record won't skip, better get hip

Fin' to pop, but I ain't pop

How many cops gotta drop when the gat wreck shop

P-Dog comin up on another level

No hope for the black folk, FUCK a devil

It ain't nuttin but a skanless-ass trap

to keep motherfuckers broke and smokin crack!

So I'm grippin on the clip and finsta move

Another nigga on the trigger with nuttin to lose

You better duck when the gat buck bitch

cause the funk is on and Young Mark gimme some of that!

[scratching] Yeah - pass the match!

[scratching] Pass the match!

[scratching] Yeah..

Ain't nuttin changed, still anti-pig

Still anti-drug dealer and anti-house nigga

from bein broke in slavery

And if the skin is brown they only want you to stay down

I see the community need work

Black power mean mo' than a t-shirt!

All I'm tryin to do is be sure

that the young black youth stay true to the format

And see the plan to kill the man

and understand, it ain't shit for life to end

Look at the Oaktown murder rate

We need mo' than a panel to set it straight

The next time somebody asks why

a motherfucker sit still while the black keep dyin?

I'ma do a (?)alley U(?) and make you see you cain't

bullshit around with the people's fate!

And that's why we hate ourself

Sleepin with the enemy you're bound to catch hell

They ain't never been down with our side

So fuck Schlitz, Olde E and St. Ide's

You better hear the word when I warn ya

Now it seem like the whole WORLD's Arizona

One for Rodney and Latasha and Tawana boy ya better check ya list

for guerrillas in the mist!

[interlude]

Alright y'all, get ready for roll call

We got the gats, we got the masks, we got the gloves

The van's packed, and motherfuckers is ready to roll!

Uh-uh, wait a minute motherfucker

You better go on with that ol' trick shit

Cause in the 90's, niggaz ain't havin it

So you best just learn to deal and get the FUCK out!

[Paris]

White supremacy ain't never been a friend of me

You better check it when I wreck it cause it's gettin deep

And get ready for the funk when the pot boil

With a dry rag, kerosene, and motor oil

Now the Aryan is scary and I'm runnin up

Fat Tom better duck when he try his luck

cause I'ma see that he suck on a tech-9

or fifteen to his dome'll be fine!

Or maybe I'll just tar and feather ya

and castrate ya cause I hate a devil too

Rape your women up and then I'll rape your mind

Think about it it's an eye for an eye!

And now it's fittin that I'm spittin on America

A black man with a plan and I'm scarin ya

It ain't a threat but a promise out to each

In L.A., Forsythe, and Howard Beach!

Duck down when the clip from the tech POP

You cain't fuck with the sound when the needle drop

So don't speak when I plans to wreck the house

You can't win when the truth is spoken out

A real case of a brother you love to hate

Can't be roughed up or hushed or set STRAIGHT!

You better know me on the Mike McGee tip

and grab another clip, for guerrillas in the mist!!

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