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The Coup - Foul Play lyrics
Brothers on the block making bankroll The billion dollar dream is the dream for the cash flow Little do they know they're a little or a big hoe But they have a car they can side at the sideshow I'm the type of brother that'll tell another "Hell no" To the seller struck hiking rocks in a hellhole Whether you can slide you can glide in your hoo-ride But you're gonna drown in the high tide of genocide Brothers give my five but it's live jive Can't understand with their hands in a beehive I'mma take a risk on the dis take a big dive Just to make it rhyme on time I'll say "Overdrive" Missed 'em I'm not with them but they're victims Cause they're just a part not the start of the system No hocus pocus that's the focuse of the song Hope that you can learn this and one day sing along A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup An exposé of foul play against me and you Sing it It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x4) (Still don't nothing move but the money) (Man Boots what you talking about?) Explicit and implicit are the exploits I'm speaking of the society that's living off me No jumps and coast to coasting in a Detroit No I am a factor that they don't need Cause labels are stable in this big world Talking 'bout sex, you're a boy or a girl Talking 'bout a kind you're a jerk or the jerker Talking economics you're the boss or the worker Right about now I'm gonna change the flow Going straight up like my new wave afro I say it and they play it Do you hear me though you're guessing there's a lesson But teach me, I want to know Conjunction junction what's my function? Connected with the genocidal pace of a race reduction Funny there's no money for my people's production The Coup is not through cause we've got some gumption A victim in a system about cold cash If you don't make it then they treat you like trash Dispose of you tonight if not in the morning This is not a prophecy, this is just a warning A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup An exposé of foul play against me and you Sing it It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x4) Hey hold up we're about to let the DJ scratch here (Well let him scratch then) ... At times I find my mind can think fast Like when a pig has a trigger saying nigger that's your ass Thoughts of a slave master rise from the past The past is the present cause I still feel the lash It's against the law just to be black Cause the war on drugs is just thugs on the attack The C is not the source of course so just get back Why try a lot, I doubt it's just about crack Brothers on the block making bankroll Maybe could the dream be the dream of an overthrow? If so no mo' we'll play the big toe In a shoe that's cramped so break a brother's sole Slip and stuck slowly to the same game Several hundred years we have been in a chain gang Let our shackles only add on to a migraine Old fame, thoughts of pain slowly drive me insane But then I started rapping for The Coup A lot of rappers out there just looking for the pay-off Listen to the message that the Boots brings to you The Coup is just a group to bring order out of chaos People pick problems out and isolate Misguiding many to think it's a mistake Well I'm the Boots and I'm here to set 'em straight My information leads me to think there's foul play A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup An exposé of foul play against me and you Sing it It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x3 |
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