[Madd]
   I've got nap shit, I keep the fro way down my back
   Clippity clippity claps when brothers talking pro-black
   Fried chicken eatin' vicin', crack vial kickin'
   Pay attentionnever missin' back alley pissin'
   Apple pies, never, sweet potatoes, better
   Keep $2.50 and a hotie just in case a rainy weather
   North side dweller, can't ya tell by the way I stroll
   In case it gets cold keep the Gerry down on hold
   Bold controlled BHP will never fold
   Been fought and sought but ain't never been like sold
   On outs, no hope, typical I be like Goat
   Even had big hopes way back when chillin' broke
  
   "Politicians and bigots and pigs, oh my!"
   "Politicians and bigots and pigs"
  
   "Politicians and bigots and pigs, oh my!"
   "Politicians and bigots and pigs"
  
   [OaTie]
   Well before ya start ta pass out from this verbal lash out
   Ya better get ya cash out so the pigs'll throw my ass out
   There's no way for ya ta understand
   Playin' Mr. 50 Grand, got ya bitties bootie tanned
   Heads gettin' bigger, swiggin' money swiggers
   Livin' in OZ with no dagos or no niggers
   Pigs are pulling trigger and ya paying the fees
   Columbus is ya hero but he's my fucking disease
  
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   Oooh!!, Ru Down with the Goats
   Oooh!!, And we're gonna cut throats, oooh!!
  
   [Swayzack]
   Swayzack's gonna react like Jack-in-the-box
   My hair's in plats I likes em wrapped up in lox
   I'm not no chip, I wasn't chopped off no block
   But I smoke chunks of the skunk kinds of crop
   And just like the hats I got in a pack inside my wallet
   Waiting to get put on the rack in the back of that girl's closet
   So turn on the faucet it will allow me to release a little better
   Love and OaTie think I lost it but I betcha
   I'll still get her and not with a letter, a Jetta, or a poinsettia
   Gets it all on merit, not with a parrot like Baretta
   Then she goes "Jack, but I like Feta cheese"
   Said "ya can't make whiz outta that baby, please"
  
   [OaTie]
   I pledge allegiance to the flag but that's a wack ass drag
   I'd rather Billy Bragg, eyeballing natty rags
   And lag behind on those patriotic ditties
   Peace! ta the coffee cream I dig multicolored bitties
   Titties and booties, slitin' throats is my duty
   Bushsaid "no taxes" but he meant "tutti frutti"
   Brothers with the gats here's where ya gotta tat
   Rat a tat tat Bush's head will splitter splat
   Cause he's vicin' up the various, playing real gregarious
   Frontin' it's hilarious but hus it's precarious
   If the CIA's got a blacklist well sign me right on up
   If I ain't ya cup of tea then ya better clean ya up
  
   Chorus
  
   [Madd]
   No slippity slippity slide, never been free ride
   Welfare receiver, my my so was I
   Use ta get a fade back when the price was heavy
   Never had a Chevy, SEPTA was my leeve
   Ta get from here ta there like a young buckscared
   Learned by trial and error ta never ever brake my stare
   The typical American male he's not me and
   I'd rather squat on the stoops and the corners making G's and
   Money cause I got ta feed my honey
   Funny, not a bit cause I got starving tummy
   Sunny, never on my street side
   Rides defied I slip side on the mind
  
   [Swayzack]
   "Jack-in-the-box ain't no flop or Child's Play"
   "Cause Chuckie got dropped like the cid I did today"
   Enough of that let me tell ya about this uh
   Buddah blessed the spliffs that I twista
   Let me tell ya 'bout the hype and the hoopla
   Kid Shipe's gonna throw ya trough the loop a
   Get it done with a mic and a drum
   Pound it down and round it to sum one
   Now ya tell me that's hard way ta come off a
   Cause I'll put ya in a ditch like Jimmy Hoffa
   So you five dollar sheep on the range
   Better call Bo Peep before the Goats make change
  
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