"Riot" as written by and Nicholas George Littlemore Peter Bruce Mayes....
[Intro: Deadly Hunta]

It’s Diabolic and Deadly Hunta, you know who?
I told ya’,
We’re livin’ in a serious time.
Imma do this, for my dawgs,
Imma look and tell em’ this...

[Hook: Deadly Hunta]


The way the system will become you won’t feel relaxed, (Riot)
The way the police that run me down make me wanna’ collapse,( Riot)
If you see my people in a struggle Diabolic won’t feel relaxed, (Riot)
That make me won’t feel relaxed, (Riot)
That makes me want to collapse, (Riot)
They brainwash education yo that make want to collapse, (Riot)
The guns and crack them distribute that make me want to collapse, (Riot)
For what they done to Sean Bell that make me want to collapse, (Riot)
That make me won’t feel relaxed, (Riot)
That makes me want to collapse, (Riot)
That make me won’t feel relaxed, (Riot)

[Verse 1]


Yo they say my arms are too short to box with god,
But at least they're long enough to slap a cop so hard he lands in Scotland Yard,
So bring your riot squad cause imma’ bring some people starvin’,
Marchin’ like an angry mob on the police department,
"Calling all cars, radio for reinforcements,
The city’s been taken over so proceed with caution"
Freedoms lost and we don’t need an equal portion,
And when Jesus walked in his footsteps echoed over demons talkin’,
Excuse me officer, it seems you took a wrong turn,
Now you're in my world, watchin’ Babylon burn,
We don’t need no water, pass my team some gasoline,
And let the muthafucka burn, I don’t care I have a dream,
And in this dream dirty cops get popped and locked in prison,
And there's a hollow tip in every corrupt politician,
Here's a proposition, up the ante, stakes is high,
Pray to god for revolution and I ain’t afraid to die,
Coz’ people shouldn’t fear their government, that’s the issue,
The Government should fear to people's right to pack a pistol,
See it's our right to start a riot around here,
And publicly decapitate the King, right in town square.

[Hook: Deadly Hunta]

[Verse 2]

I smell the corruption in the air, and yeah, it's tasting tainted,
So we marchin’, singin’ war chants, faces painted,
Basic training's over, I became a soldier,
Coz’ city hall's full of rats, rattles, snakes and cobras,
Police are trained to be the same and rape the culture,
Plant coke and baking soda on you to make a quota,
That's why I'm like "Fuck all you pigs. Go to hell.”
“Drop that badge and gun and step inside this holding cell."
So, lick a shot and give a round of applause,
If you ready for war and you’re down for the cause,
Make some noise then go out and form a crowd of your boys,
Now wile out and scream "Freedom" like you're proud of your voice,
It's a choice that you make inside not to be another victim,
And before the system fucks you say "Fuck the System",
I wouldn't be surprised if by the time we turn and look,
Police are rounding up some religious group and burning books,
While crook lobbyists party down at Ground Zero,
Shoot to kill and make the super villain town hero,
Now it's clear though, so you can either just deny it,
Or give the kids a future, and start a fucking riot!

[Hook: Deadly Hunta]

Lyrics submitted by hatebreeder

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