Animals

These old sneakers, faded blue jeans

No tricks no gimmicks, I be stomping down down down down down demons

Rolling up trees in the belly of the beast

Where the people disagree, the upper class hate

Middle don't exist, the bottom of the beat, glad I got my sticks

Are you jumping on a fad, laying in a ditch

I be stomping down demons, stomping down quick, come on

The police don't come around these parts

They tell me that we all a bunch of animals

The only time they wanna turn the cameras on

Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on

Bullets still ringing, blood on the cement

Black folks grieving, headlines reading

Tryna pay it no mind, you just living your life

Everyone is a witness, everyone got opinions

Got a son of my own, look him right in his eyes

I ain't living in fear but I'm holding him tight

Got a son of my own, look him right in his eyes

I ain't living in fear but I'm holding him tight

Damn, why the fuck are they after me?

Maybe cause I'm a bastard

Or maybe cause of the way my hair grow naturally

Still tryna figure out, why the fuck I'm full of rage

I think I know this is bullshit right around the fifth grade

Paraphernalia in my locker right next to the switch blade

Nothing but pussy on my mind and some plans of getting paid (Ay)

But I'm a product of the system raised on government aid

And I knew just how to react when it was time for that raid (whoa)

Just a young black man from Compton wondering who could save us

And could barely read the sentences the justice system gave us

So many rental cars [?], I think they probably funded Avis

Some of us was unbalanced but some us used our talents

Not all of us criminals but cops be yelling, "Stay back nigga!"

We need a little bit of payback

Don't treat me like an animal cause all this shit is flammable

Don't fuck around cause when it's done it's done

(Fuck you!)

And the old folks tell me it's been going on since back in the day

But that don't make it okay

And the white folks tell me all the looting and the shooting's insane

But you don't know our pain

The police don't come around these parts

They tell me that we all a bunch of animals

The only time they wanna turn the cameras on

Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on

The police don't come around these parts

They tell me that we all a bunch of animals

The only time they wanna turn the cameras on

Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on

These old sneakers, faded blue jeans

No tricks no gimmicks, I be stomping down down down down down demons

Rolling up trees in the belly of the beast

Where the people disagree, the upper class hate

Middle don't exist, the bottom of the beat, glad I got my sticks

Are you jumping on a fad, laying in a ditch

I be stomping down demons, stomping down quick, come on

And the old folks tell me it's been going on since back in the day

But that don't make it okay

And the white folks tell me all the looting and the shooting's insane

But you don't know our pain

The police don't come around these parts

They tell me that we all a bunch of animals

The only time they wanna turn the cameras on

Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on

The police don't come around these parts

They tell me that we all a bunch of animals

The only time they wanna turn the cameras on

Is when we're fuckin' shit up, come on

Yeah, this is DJ motherfuckin' Premier

And I'm Dr. Dre (Dr. Dre)

What, Premo!

Yeah we fuckin' shit up

No, we don't play no games here

Mother fucker please!

Aftermath

One of the reasons that me and you click

We don't lose, I always win

Let's face it you basic boy

For realer

Professional winners

For realer