Anger Lyrics

Anger!
Hostility towards the opposition!
187 L.A. trademark, don't come to the killing fields if you ain't got no f*cking heart,
cuz WILLIE, IRA and DARYL will get you - got you - f*cked up and dead will be the way you walk.
Damn right, I hate L.A.
swine with a passion GEE cuzz my pops was killed by the f*cking L.A.P.D.
Yes they killed my daddy!
Yup they killed my daddy!
And if I don't blast 'em back , you know they gonna f*cking kill me,
do me like they did NATASHA,
back turned from a gat hollow tip to the dome they got ya.
April 29, L.A. swine not guilty, fools down for the payback on Florence and Normandy.
Anger!
Coming straight from the L.A. concrete,
true blue motherf*cker about for generations deep.
But who's the real motherf*cker though,
and what does that fake know about motherf*cking South Central?
Fool!
What you know about a set or a sign ,
you fake motherf*cker?
Never ever seen a nine.
But if I catch you slippin' punk,
I'm gonna fade ya cuzz set ain't down with that getto perpetraitor.
Anger!
April 29, Florence to Normandy!
Jack for my human rights and ya catch a PUU PUU!

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