Dr. Dre feat Anderson .Paak - 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 eat, 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 please don't come around these parts And tell me that we all a bunch of animals The only time they wanna turn the cameras on Is when we're fucking 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 noticed this bullshit right around the fifth grade Paraphernalia in my locker right next to the switchblade Nothing but pussy on my mind and some plans of getting paid 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 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 with bricks, I think they probably funded Avis Some of us was imbalanced but some us used our talents, shit Not all of us criminals but cops be yelling, "Stay back, nigga!" We need a little bit of payback (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 them white folks tell me all the looting and the shooting's insane But you don't know our pain And please don't come around these parts And tell me that we all a bunch of animals The only time they wanna turn the cameras on Is when we fucking shit up, come on And please don't come around these parts And tell me that we're all a bunch of animals The only time they wanna turn the cameras on Is when we're fucking 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 eat, 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 them white folks tell me all the looting and the shooting's insane But you don't know our pain And please don't come around these parts And tell me that we all a bunch of animals The only time they wanna turn the cameras on Is when we're fucking shit up, come on And please don't come around these parts And tell me that we all a bunch of animals The only time they wanna turn the cameras on Is when we're fucking shit up, come on Yeah! This is DJ motherfucking Premier! And I'm Dr. Dre (Dr. Dre) What, Premo! Yeah we fucking shit up! No! We don't play no games here! Motherfucker, 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 realla, for realla Professional winners! For realla, for realla