Streets on Fire

[Police over radio] 5-King-15 to 15-Adam 1-1-4 to all units, be advised the verdicts have come in Verdicts are not guilty, repeat not guilty 5-King 15-adam come in 15-Adam come in [Kurupt] Yeah, hit the spider Ride out the rider Get lit the fired up Lit the fired up It's me, rhyme-maker Double eyed salt and pepper shaker Semi-valley earthquaker for acres Outlaw law breakers Nigga Its on on sight Dark Blue black and white fight Forever, I pulled the war lever .44s And nickle plated Beretta To pierce armor and leather is pure havoc The streets is on pure fire Get folded like envelopes I suffocate hope Equipped with shells, boxed with full scopes One incident reshapes the globe [Porno For Pyros] A creep in the morning that becomes daylight I walk to the beat, to the beat So who was going out with me tonight? We're running out into the street tonight I love life I mean well I've been told I can't control myself Hear me out Something I wanna do Hear me out Something I want to say Streets on fire I wanna get higher [Porno For Pyros]+(Kurupt) A creep in the morning that becomes daylight (Yeah, so don't say nothin I want it all emptied or I'ma start bustin) I walk to the beat, to the beat (Higher, higher, burning fire Making music like a choir) I'm trusted by the people like the crust on an apple pie (To start the riot grip the heat and start the firin) I'm buffin up my badge and a lean mean to spit in your eye (Hot supplying, multipy through the fire riots) I love life (I'm twice as nice) And I like to live it well (The streets is a living hell) I've been told I can't control myself Hear me out There's something I wanna do Hear me out Something I wanna say Streets on fire Everybody get higher [Kurupt] I'm gonna fight Take off on sight Picking off on the first thing in sight Sayin like Bloods and Crips on sight What I saw, scoping like Lee Harvey Oswald Lit, totally and utterly subliminal Police is as croocked as the criminals Five-star generals Premeditation Bar flu world spark new generations Oh, I've been hidin Gotti, Bin laden We out for the ridin Roll like ten sqaudrons Hit the national guard on the two way Cause these nigga's gotta hear what I gotta say I'ma roll till I can't roll no more Say it! I'ma fold till I can't fold no more Say it! I'ma split till I can't spit no more Say it! I'ma get up till I can't get no more Say it! [Porno For Pyros]+(Kurupt) I love life (Life, life, life) And I like to live it well (Well, the streets is a burning hell) And I've been told I can't control myself (Control myself, self, self) Hear me out There's something I wanna do (Let's crack it with the streets) Hear me out Something I wanna say (Yeah, check it out, check it out) I want the streets on fire (Higher, higher streets on fire) Everybody get higher (Making music like a choir) Everybody get, everybody (Higher, higher, streets on fire Making music like a choir) Everybody get higher Higher, higher, streets on fire Making music like a choir