The Coup

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[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 it's slippin
 The hippity hop, hit you, cause it get you
 so god damn krunk, bang that wild shit; read:
 god damn bump, ransom stylist, thick
 Rich like 69 dollar shit
 Crazy like the Spice Girls, finger lickin, kickin
 Sa-vory, fla-vory expedition mission
 Free the land Africa, Africa listen..
 Listen..

 [Boots]
 Hah.. bring it back now

 Chorus

 [Boots]
 Can you feel it? I can feel it
 ..
 Now if this party was a class I'd be a teacher
 It's F.T.S. and The Coup, a double feature
 Now if this party was a car I'd be the driver
 I'm rappin third, the mic is smellin like saliva
 The emperor, that motherfucker's .. ass naked
 We'll take you higher than when you had yo' last dank hit
 It's not surprisin that when folks start to uprisin
 there's police on the horizon, they been there all along
 they just good at they disguisin, the po-po's supposed to keep
 the peace they gotta make the bosses money increase
 You never seen the police break up a strike
 by hittin the BOSS with his baton pipe
 And you ain't never gon' see one
 but when we take over it's gon' be poppin like Re-Run, huh
 Boots from The Coup, lightin the dark like a toker
 Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers

 Chorus

 F.T.S., The Coup
 A-hah
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Publisher: Dogday Records

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Uitgegeven in: 1998

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Steal This Album (1998)

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