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letra de do you want a riot? (ghetto street anthem ii) - verah

[verse 1]
so you say want a war? i got some in store
you say you want justice then i’ll give you 24
you say you want beef, you say you want it raw
you bloodsuckers never seen blood before
you want cheap thrills and some cheap thrill pills
but now you falling down: the jacks and the jills
the humpty dumpties, the ring-a-ring-a-rosies
you’re staying at your mate’s and she’s staying at your’s
them pigs are playing with the dirt but they only see the grime
they keep giving you time cause you give em hard times
but then you drop the bomb, it’s full on war
you say you want beef? it’s about to get raw

[hook]
so you say you want a riot? you say you want a war
you say you want a fight? then bring it on
you say you want the lion but you ain’t ready for the purr
you say you want the bruises, you ain’t ready for the hurt

[verse 2]
you ain’t ready for the fall but i’m all pumped up
i’m all jumped up, polo jumper
got my new creps on, the latest nikes
maybe now the girls will think that i’m nice
see the youth is my vice, they loot to survive
the latest device or the basmati rice
they got evil in their eyes cause no one shows ‘em love
society thinks all hoodies are thugs
and we’re proving ‘em right but that ain’t right, now
no point of waiting ‘til tomorrow, we can do it right now
we can show the world how the youth get down
‘cause daddy’s gone to sleep, it’s my turn now
it’s our time to shine but we don’t know how
olympics in town but we weren’t in the crowd
the king went down, there’s a vacant crown
the boys went out and came back proud

[hook]

[break]
you ain’t ready for the future
you ain’t ready for the past
you aren’t ready
you ain’t ready for the present

[verse 3]
you ain’t ready for heaven with your new world order
the golden escalator is kinda out of order
the n-ggas at the border from getting deported
now their sons are getting recorded
jimmy’s on tv, they say he’s done bad
threw bottles at police and now he’s in their van
at least for once they’ve got the right man
and poor little jim ain’t even got a plan
now mr rubberband and his rubberband band
got trouble with the bill, that’s trouble on demand
mr rubberband and his band got banned
but they stick together because they’re all fam’

[hook]

[outro]
you ain’t ready for the hurt
you ain’t ready for the hurt
you ain’t ready for the hurt, pain
you ain’t ready for the hurt
the voyager

- verah

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