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

 Chorus: [All]
 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

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 [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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