featuring Clap, Vexx (F.T.S.)
[Boots]
We don't make no damn Mickey Mouse music!
* Pam the Funkstress cuts "I shot the sherriff" *
F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do?
F.T.S., Coup
Chorus: Boots, Clap, Vexx (repeat 2X)
Undas, Cops, Pigs and Shit
They be gettin on my nerves I'm bout to have a fit
I need land, a place where no money is spent
I'll kick back, and live life immaculate (you say)
[Vexx]
Exchange data, no contact, no matta
Eternally, you'll find, information to be, God sent
The soul, my body's bein spent like some dope shit
All the way from across the Atlantic Ocean
See I can't help but talk about the way my people been raped
Right about now, I'm bout to set some shit straight
To all you late bloomers and early consumers, ignore the rumors
who has the made the whole nation backslide, to homicide
Almost and damn near, genocide
We all need to check our soul inside
Have you ever seen a human body landslide?
How bout some tanks doin a driveby
or a bomber droppin napalm from way high?
We long live, but sometimes we got ta die
The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie
You betta find yo'self befo' yo'self takes all your time
[Boots]
One mo' gen now
Chorus
[Clap]
Bump you.. it got to be.. hot to me..
A cop to me.. could burn in hell
We re-bel.. we don't swell like the pressure
Tester.. even leave the best of shakin and
shivering.. WHOOO.. icy cold.. delivery
Deliberately slippery when wet
You moist yet? You check out
the hop-hippin.. it got you flippin while
