Lyrics:
Now if an order was to come down from the Pope,
The Catholics ain't allowed to smoke no dope,
If they couldn't get high would they feel real low,
Would they get pissed off down in Mexico,
And if Mayor John Lindsey was to propose,
The old Calcutta show had to wear clothes,
Would they still come all the way from Kokomo,
Just to dig the show,
What if Eldridge Cleaver was to devise a plan,
For the Black Panther Party of America to be merged with the Ku Klux Klan,
If Richard Nixon made Spiro Agnew
The new ambassador to Timbuktu,
If he was doing real well would you guess
It would prove his relationship with CBS,
What if Lester Maddox was to pass a law,
That the black population of Georgia had to be moved into Arkansas,
Would it make Orval Faubus sore and start a 2 state civil war,
Would they ask the government for federal aid to buy pickaxe handles and razorblades,
Bop Bop Bop Bop Rodeo Dope,
Now if Martha Mitchell was to address,
A special meeting of the SDS,
If she told them her views on Vietnam,
Would they make her an honorary minuteman,
And if Governor Wallace was to come unglued,
And run for President in 72,
Could he carry all of the Southern states,
With Julian Bond for a running mate,
Now if the CIA, and the IRS, and the FCC,
Found out that J.
baby got a nobel prize,
given for the perfect crime,
baby got an alibi,
baby got eight more lives,
baby got a crystal ball,
baby doesn't care at all,
baby's having too much fun,
she's got a shit kickin' mother fuckin' atom bomb.
Political
"Recently there has been an emergence of socially conscious and political rappers
It seems to be a new trend in the Hip-Hop world"
Nas is a rebel to America
Nas is a rebel to America
Nas is a rebel to America
(Yeah, check it, uh)
Spot build-rocker, lil' papa killed Hoffa
Beard little longer, feel strong and I'll stop ya
Drill sergeant, still thorough wheelbarrows of distilled vodka
Get me real bonkers like Will Ferrell on cat tranquilizer
Rap guys get bank and think they messiahs, but they liars
Vote for who now? You're red, white and blue?
I'm American too, but I ain't with the president's crew
What you peddlin' and who you peddlin' to?
Yeah right mutha fucka!
Splittin pussies for free
Bitch, juss to say I'm me
Be the one stackin'
I'm backpackin' it to school
What you thought?
Every dollar I get, another brother drops.
Maybe that's the plan, and I don't understand,
God damn----you got me sinkin in quicksand.
But since I don't know, and I ain't never learned,
I gotta get paid, I got money to earn.
Baby' got an atom bomb
A mother fuckin' atom bomb
Twenty two mega tonne
I ain't ever seen so much fun
Baby got a poison gas
Baby got a heart attack
Baby got a pain on tap
Baby gimme some of that
Baby got a satellite
Baby got second sight
Baby got a master plan
A foolproof master plan
Baby got purple hair
Baby got a secret lair
Baby got an army there
I ain't ever seen baby scared
Baby got a Nobel prize
Given for the perfect crime
Baby got an alibi
Baby got eight more lives
Baby got a crystal ball
Baby doesn't care at all
Baby's having too much fun
She's got a shit kickin' mother fuckin' atom bomb
Baby got a fleet at sea
And a submarine called emergency
She got a motorcade
She got a monorail
Going coat to coast on a campaign trail
Playing deck of cards in an armored car
She got a kung fu star as a body guard
She got a juju charm
She got a magic spell
She got a genie
All three is working well
She got a TV show
She got a shopping mall
She got a miracle
She doesn't want at all
She got a monument and at a great expense
She got a head of state and a president
She got destiny
She got supremacy
She got everything from a-z
She got it all down tight
She got nothing wrong
She got the whole wide world singing baby's song
In the
Hood nothin is changin, uh
We ain't got no choices who to choose
Ten-years ago they were tryin
To stop our voices
And end Hip-Hop, they some hypocrites
Condoleeza Rice - I don't
Really get this chick
Tell her if she ever really
Cared about poor schools
About poor children
Then she gotta prove that she
Ain't just another coon Uncle Tom fool
Like these MC's, gotta give 'em the rules
Lie to the youth, Uncle Tom you confused
Might as well give the
Hip-Hop community a noose
Need a truce with the gangs and
Some food for the hungry
On Kerry nuts, he look at you like a monkey
You MC's on that old slavery path
The Bushs'll look at yo' ass and laugh
See, it's all about community
Let's help ourselves
Cops brutalize us get dealt with with shells
It's our turn, it's 'bout time we win
Need somebody as the hood as my councilman
Uh
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way
Up in the steam room chillin'
Exfoliating the skin
It's rarely men conversatin' on ends
Probably businessmen
I sense good taste, and they watch us
The spots an expensive place
Manhattan New York, I'm try'na keep steamin'
It's good for the lungs
Had plans for the evening
This man leans in, his boys laughing
Now I'm the spokesperson for Black men
This always happens
Says, "Since all Black women care
About is who got dough
And all we do is call them
Either bitch or a Black hoe"
I say first brotha you ain't
Gotta be that cold since you ignorant
I'ma show you how the facts go
The biggest example in scandal of history
Were Monica Lewinksy or Donald
Trump's pimping spree
Most woman who love Jeevanji of Gucci
Are pretentious non-Black groupies
Or floozies
But who are we to blame, not the dames
It's a man made game
In essence our woman the same
Beautiful creatures
Black girls birthed the earth
So they deserve to earn man's purse
Matter fact
I'm about to go shopping with my dime
Catch you cowards the next
Time, the next rhyme, uh
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
Yeah I think about this everyday
That's the American Way, shit
I don't care about the runaways
I don't care about who's gay
I don't care about dying of AIDS
But I care if I got paid
Who even cares about the president?
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split
Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main Source
Swimming in women like a lifeguard
Put on a bulletproof nigga I strike hard
Kidnap the President's wife without a plan
And hanging niggas like the Ku Klux Klan
I melt mics till the sound wave's over
Before stepping to me you'd rather step to Jehovah
Slamming MC's on cement
'Cause verbally, I'm iller than a AIDS patient
I move swift and uplift your mind
Shoot the gif when I riff in rhyme
Rapping sniper, speaking real words
My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg's
Poetry attacks, paragraphs punch hard
My brain is insane, I'm out to lunch, God
Science is dropped, my raps are toxic
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
It's like that y'all (that y'all!)
Foreal dawg
I been waiting for this beat for a lil minute
Hell yah bih, Koly we got another one
Look, I'm tryna stay afloat
And keep my head above water
You could say a boat
See I don' lost a lot of shit
But I didn't lose hope
They tryna pull me in the system
Wanna see roped but now they tellin' me
"Jit you the next to blow"
I'm comin' up
I got the rap game in a choke
I don' trust a nigga
They'll try to play ya close
Can't be fuckin' with these bitches
Cause they love to do the most
It's the white man world
No love for black folks
It's still a dirty world
Ain't no point tryna vote
A different president
But it's the shit thought
Ferro should of took the plea
But he took it to the door
I'm tryna make it
But they hatin' on the kid
I got an ice box, where my heart used to live
A nigga cross, I'ma double cross him
A nigga like me, don't forget or forgive
I'm the type of nigga come
Run up in your crib nigga tellin' on you
Now you want the nigga killed
Bill keep the steel, I just
Wanna live, got evicted
So I had buy my mama a crib
I remember when, we was strugglin', shit
I had to move in with my cousin them
I don' see my friends from yesterday
None of them now I think about
It used to be a couple of them
Shit I ain't gon' lie
I learned a lot of stuff from them god damn
I should've listened to my mama them
See the other side and I don'
Say what's up to them
But he fuck with them and I
Don' really fuck with them
Sharper than a trim jumpin' out the gym
24 Karot Gold dip on my rim
Now I'm gettin' older, now life kickin' in
Told mama look
I'm finally growin' hair on my chin
Mama your lil boy
Just became the fuckin' man
I just dropped the 14
It came back lookin' 10
I just popped a bean
Now I'm going Super Saiyan
You'll sink like the sand in
The game without a plan
See this the type of shit I live
And what these niggas rappin'
We don' already lived
I heard through the grapevine that
Kodak got a deal see we been on our grind
Since Nova donk was teal
I'm tryna touch a mil
And buy my mama them a crib
We rappin' about this shit we really live
So nigga straight up
Them country boys better play us
Mention Broward County, better say us
See we didn't have shit
But a God-fearing mother
You ever see them suds in
The tub tryna bubble them hoes show us love
But they don' know about the struggle
My aunty died with AIDS and Lord
Knows that I love her
I remember going broke with no
Clothes and no cover
Not to mention they killed Wayne and Purp
Them my brothers i been on my grind serving
Dime to them cluckers
My phone kang wanging and
My trap going bonkers
I'm 10 toes down, with a 9 I'll slump you
Call up my lil round from out of town
He'll pump you get rich or die trying
So my mindframe is fuck you
Your chain look like mine, I ain't lying
I'll touch you
Coach these niggas crying on the line
Call the huddle and it's fuck a nigga
And my mindframe is fuck you
It's 24 boom, and Polo Pooh he comin' soon
You out of town niggas make room
It's the suede denim secret police
They've come to your house for your longhaired niece
Gonna send her off to a camp
'Cause she's been accused of growing hemp
Don't worry it's only a shower
And now for your clothes here's a pretty flower
Gonna die on malathion gas
The serpent's egg has always been hatched
People starvin' and livin' in the streets
because they tried to mess with me President Pete
[Chorus]
I give the rich a giant tax loophole
I leave the poor living in a poophole
At time when AIDS is in a crisis
I cut health care and I raise prices
Sales tax, snack tax, excise tax
Information attack with a newspaper tax
Hit the pocket books of working families
Increase tuition at the universities
Some day I'll command all o' you
Even your kids are gonna pray to me in school
Soon I'm gonna be the president
You might remember the last one this state sent
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
I'm so proud to know the Great Communicator
Wanna be known as the Great Incarcerator
I'll blow environmentalists away
And I'll be the fuhrer some day
I'll keep cuttin' Public Education
Even though we rank 45th in the nation
I've got a plan for all the minorities
Send'em to the California Youth Authorities
From San Francisco Urban Elementary
To Pelican Bay State Penitentiary
There they can work for the master race
And always wear a happy face
Close your eyes, it can't happen here
Big Brother in a squad car's comin' near
Come enjoy the surf and the sun
And keep California number one!
Google Cloud's blunder, a costly mistake
$125 billion vanished, oh, for goodness' sake
Australian pensions lost in the digital haze
A cautionary tale for these modern days
In the digital realm, where billions disappear
From political clashes to nature's fierce tear
Headlines paint a picture of a world in flux
Where humanity's resilience shines, while the world is amuck
Hamas stands firm, rejecting the might
No military presence, just aid in their sight
US-made pier welcomes relief with care
In Gaza, hope rises, amidst the despair
Tunisia's shores, a journey so dire
23 souls missing, lost in the mire
Seeking a better life in Europe's embrace
Their fate unknown in the vast sea's grace
From Google's costly blunder to Gaza's aid in flight
Tunisia's missing souls and Georgia's media fight
Texas tornadoes, Afghan floods, and weather's wild spree
In the symphony of headlines, the world's melody
Georgia's president takes a stand, bold and true
Vetoing media laws, amidst protests anew
Freedom of speech, a battle hard-fought
In the echoes of voices, democracy sought
From Texas tornadoes to Afghan floods so grim
India's scorching heat, Chile's cold on a whim
Extreme weather wreaks havoc, the world feels the strain
Nature's fury unleashed, in sorrow and pain
In the digital realm, where billions disappear
From political clashes to nature's fierce tear
Headlines paint a picture of a world in flux
Where humanity's resilience shines, while the world is amuck
From Google's costly blunder to Gaza's aid in flight
Tunisia's missing souls and Georgia's media fight
Texas tornadoes, Afghan floods, and weather's wild spree
In the symphony of headlines, the world's melody
I give the rich a giant tax loophole
I leave the poor living in a poophole
At time when AIDS is in a crisis
I cut health care and I raise prices
Sales tax, snack tax, excise tax
Information attack with a newspaper tax
Hit the pocket books of working families
Increase tuition at the universities
Some day I'll command all o' you
Even your kids are gonna pray to me in school
Soon I'm gonna be the president
You might remember the last one this state sent
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
California über alles
I'm so proud to know the Great Communicator
Wanna be known as the Great Incarcerator
I'll blow environmentalists away
And I'll be the fuhrer some day
I'll keep cuttin' Public Education
Even though we rank 45th in the nation
I've got a plan for all the minorities
Send'em to the California Youth Authorities
From San Francisco Urban Elementary
To Pelican Bay State Penitentiary
There they can work for the master race
And always wear a happy face
Close your eyes, it can't happen here
Big Brother in a squad car's comin' near
Come enjoy the surf and the sun
And keep California number one!
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He never cared for his children
Never cared for his wife
Never made anyone happy
That's the way he lived his life
And one day in the sunshine
He got a bolt from the blue
Unloaded all of his possessions
Sold his investments too
And now he lives with the homeless
Owns 900 hospital beds
He prefers to remain nameless
It's publicity he dreads
Yeah.
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split
Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main Source
Swimming in women like a lifeguard
Put on a bulletproof nigga I strike hard
Kidnap the President's wife without a plan
And hanging niggas like the Ku Klux Klan
I melt mics till the sound wave's over
Before stepping to me you'd rather step to Jehovah
Slamming MC's on cement
Cause verbally, I'm iller than a AIDS patient
I move swift and uplift your mind
Shoot the gif when I riff in rhyme
Rapping sniper, speaking real words
My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg's
Poetry attacks, paragraphs punch hard
My brain is insane, I'm out to lunch, God
Science is dropped, my raps are toxic
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
It's like that y'all (that y'all!)
Welcome to the world, we here
We've been at, war for years but it's much more clear (yeah)
We got to face what lies ahead
Fight for our truth and freedom and, ride for the dead
[Chorus]
Kidnap the president's wife without a plan
Kidnap the president's wife without a plan
Animal thugs who bust slugs in the lobby
Fuck George W bush and what he stand for
For sending my little cousin
Into the damn war what the fuck we on
Somebody else's land for?
Give your name, address, and phone number.
Fire and Medical Emergencies - Know how to safely exit the house in case of fire and how to perform basic first aid if needed.
4.
There's no tomorrow, I
wish a nigga murder me, the president declared a state of emergency.
The coast guard bangin' at my front door, I got homemade bombs if they
want war.
My guy
This life no balance
My guy
Na my mama
Born me for here
No be say na me
Come de here
I wish say I fit
Comot from here
I swear to God
Me I no be from here
I getti plans
To be di president
With confidence
I claim the excellence
Before then
I go cut my dada
Because for sure
I must wear agbada
My mate them no go
See my brake light
Because by then
I de zoom for high
Speed for highway
I getti plans
Take a look at me
Na na na na na na
Just gimme the chance
Take a look at me
Na na na na na
I getti plans
Take a look at me
Just give the command
I getti plans
Take a look at me
Na na na na na na
Just gimme the chance
Take a look at me
Na na na na na
I getti plans
Take a look
At me ooo
Just give the command
Me I just want
To know
How the system the go
Na one man
Just the lead us astray
For long time
Him the rule us the go
Me I just want to know
Why dem the use us the play
Me I want dey the place
Where them the use money play
Ore mi tele mi
Sure wa
Súré wa súré wa
Tele mi
Sure wa
Owo wa pa
Sho won tele mi
Sure wa
Owo Ti de
Sho won tele mi
Sure wa
Me up pon your tv
Steady pon a daily
Wetin cause the emergency
Which kind thing
Wey we never see
This kind thing
Getti tendency
To comot person
From industry
Wayo wayo wayo o
Wetin dey sup?
She was short and dressed in black
And stepped out of her Cadillac
And made a face at a MAGA hat
And said she was doing fine
Seems like every conversation
That we have is an operation
Cutting off those generations
That are keeping us in bed
Over smoke and synth pop music
She was laying bombs and fuses
In between her parents' cruises
Trying to make a wave
She's my progressive girl
She keeps my trying to save the world
She makes me swoon and she makes me hurl
With the cracks in the walls and the plans unfurled
Yeah, she's my progressive girl
Her fishnets tight and her hair fresh curled
Screaming "Fuck 12" with a mini-skirt twirl
And I love her all the same, yeah
At the start of a summer vacation
She was glued to Face the Nation
And the broadcast speculation
Of a president in chains
Little moments keep us guessing
Oh, like shopping for a vegan dressing
Or staying up late night and stressing
Over a final exam
Maybe I'm just overthinking
But should an activist be drinking
Every Kool-Aid packet mixing
With the fact that she's never had a real job
She's my progressive girl
She keeps my trying to save the world
She makes me swoon and she makes me hurl
With the cracks in the walls and the plans unfurled
Yeah, she's my progressive girl
Her fishnets tight and her hair fresh curled
Screaming "Fuck 12" with a mini-skirt twirl
And I love her all the same, yeah
goes
The chillin' is killin' with the illest type flows
[Hook]
"Rap legends presidents felt" -> Nas 'Nas is Like'
"Put us together" -> Mobb Deep 'Survival of the Fittest'
"The outcome is Critical" -> GZA/Genius
"Set it off" -> Jeru The Damaja 'Mental Stamina'
[Zion I]
Yo, vocally blessed to beat you into submission
I paddle units which protrude from the underside of trains
Do not touch I'm high voltage
Like the third electric
Emergency phones needed in every tunnel for the murder method
You're dealing with the armed forces
We wave warm torches
Through the trenches of the onslaughtness
?
Come and get some, boys
I'm givin' Daniel Pantaleo a refresher course
On excessive force and pressure points
And dressin' George Zimmerman in a fluorescent orange
Dress and four inch heels to address the court
With a bullseye on his back
His whole chest and torso
Are left on the doorsteps of Trayvon's dad as a present for him
In my present form I'm desert storm
Appetite for destruction is no suppressant for
Aggressive, forceful, and less remorseful in every morsel
Unpleasant, horrible, hello gorgeous
The rebel with devil horns just fell off the yellow short bus
Met a contortionist, said, "When you wanna get sexual?"
Michael Warren's Bright Raccoon 21 Plan
Michael Warren's Bright Raccoon 21 Plan
Birkin was attacked by
An Umbrella Security Service
Team sent to retrieve a sample
This led to series of events
That culminated in
A T-Virus contamination in the Victory Lake
United States, 1998, destroyed by
The T-Virus outbreak, –break
Oppressed right by a United
States government facility
Under Umbrella organization took off rapidly
The national army, the national guard
Michael Warren's Bright Raccoon 21 Plan
Evacuation of civilians despite
The-despite the efforts
The infection continued
Infected rats enter in the water supply
(yeah)
Infected rats enter in the water supply
Following an emergency meeting of congress
Trying to control the outbreak, the president
Made the controversial decision to fire
An experimental thermobaric missile
The operation began after daybreak
Death toll was over one hundred thousand
The president resigned after this event
Faced with public outrage at his decision
What was left of raccoon city
And the surrounding area was locked down
To contain any surviving
Biohazardous material
In which surviving material could
Be cataloged for research
The destruction of Raccoon City–City
Had global ramifications
No longer committed into the
Illegal investiture in bioweapons
From Umbrella
The US government turned on the corporation
And banned Umbrella USA from conducting
Business before liquidating it
Umbrella was also faced with payment
Of compensation
RPG hit the whole base, me and my–
Me and my members ate your whole face
No investigation, no police sanction
No investigation, no police station
Swamp gas on me me and my zombies
We gon' eat your body we gon# get to armies
Survivors and bystanders under destruction
Leave their brain bloody until
They can't function
We gon' black out the news
Then you gon' listen to my radical views, ouh
I'ma–I'ma infect your whole crew
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