So there's a story about the lady in Louisiana

She's a flood survivor and the rescue teams

They come through, and they, I guess tryna recover people

And they see this women she's wadin through the streets

I guess it'd been some time after the storm

And I guess they were shocked that you know she was alive

And rescue worker said, "So, oh my God h-how did you survive

How did you do it? Where've you been?"

And she said, "Where I been? Where you been?"

Hah, Where you been? You understand?

That's about the size of it



This for the streets, the streets everywhere

The streets affected by the storm called... America

I'm doin this for y'all, and for me, for the Creator



God save, these streets

One dollar per every human being

Feel that Katrina clap

See that Katrina clap



Listen, homie, it's Dollar Day in New Orleans

It's water water everywhere and people dead in the streets

And Mr. President he bout that cash

He got a policy for handlin the niggaz and trash

And if you poor you black

I laugh a laugh they won't give when you ask

You better off on crack

Dead or in jail, or with a gun in Iraq

And it's as simple as that

No opinion my man it's mathematical fact

Listen, a million poor since 2004

And they got -illions and killions to waste on the war

And make you question what the taxes is for

Or the cost to reinforce, the broke levee wall

Tell the boss, he shouldn't be the boss anymore

Y'all pray amin



God save, these streets

One dollar per every human being

Feel that Katrina clap

See that Katrina clap

God save, these streets

Quit bein' cheap nigga freedom ain't free

Feel that Katrina clap

See that Katrina clap



Lord have mercy

Lord God God save our soul

A God save our soul, a God

A God save our souls

Lord God God save our soul

A God save our soul soul soul

Soul survivor



It's Dollar Day in New Orleans

It's water water everywhere and babies dead in the streets

It's enough to make you holler out

Like where the fuck is Sir Bono and his famous friends now

Don't get it twisted man I dig U2

But if you ain't about the ghetto then fuck you too

Who care bout rock 'n roll when babies can't eat food

Listen homie man that shit ain't cool



It's like Dollar Day for New Orleans

It's water water everywhere and homies dead in the streets

And Mr. President's a natural ass

He out treatin niggaz worse than they treat the trash



God save, these streets

One dollar per every human being

Feel that Katrina Clap

See that Katrina Clap

God save, these streets

Quit bein cheap nigga freedom ain't free!

Feel that Katrina Clap

See that Katrina Clap

Soul survivor



God God God save our soul

A God save our soul

A God, a God save our soul

Lord God God save our soul

A God save our soul a God a God save



Lord did not intend for the wicked to rule the world

Say God did not intend for the wicked to rule the world

God did not intend for the wicked to rule the world

And even when they knew it's a matter of truth

Before they wick-ed ruling is through



God save, these streets

A Dollar Day for New Orleans

God save, these streets

Quit bein cheap homie freedom ain't free



God save these streets

One dollar per every human being

Feel that Katrina Clap

See that Katrina Clap

God save these streets

Quit bein cheap nigga freedom ain't free!

Feel that Katrina Clap! Ha

Ghetto Katrina Clap! Ha



Soul survivor

Lord God God save our soul

A God save God save our soul



Feel that Katrina Clap

Let's make them dollars stack

And rebuild these streets

God save these streets

God save these streets

God save the soul!

Feel that Katrina Clap

See that Katrina Clap

Soul survivor



Don't talk about it, be about it

Peace