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The Coup

Ghetto Manifesto

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[* People talking *][Boots]I write my lyrics on parking tickets and summons to the courtI scribbled this on an application for county supportI practice this like a sportMet Donald Trump and he froze upStanding on his Bentley yelling "Pimps down, hoes up"Some tryin` to front offBreak her ass a clump offWe gon` stop the world and make y`all motherfuckers jump offThis is my resume slash resignationA ransom note with proposed legislationA fevered ultimatum you should take it verbatimCause I got two bangin` pieces and you don`t wanna date em`Flyin` kites for my folks at homeWho takin` tokes aloneWe payin` rent on shit they ain`t even sposed to ownNarratin` through my verse, agitatin` when ya curseIt`s a million motherfuckers just waitin` on the firstAnticipatin` on the worst, wanna weightin` up ya purseShook the jobby job down at noon and don`t disperseThey wouldn`t pay ya ass as far as they can throw youThey think you punkin` but they don`t know youDissin` turf operata, play with twelve shot berettasBuy the Burger King workers and we slappin` on ya lettuceWrote that in the back of those apartmentsA coupon from agricultural departmentsWhen we put down the X-O, we can let the threats goAnd start shit, it`s the ghetto manifesto[Chorus x2]That`s what I`m talking aboutMake me scream and shoutEast, West, North, and SouthGonna turn this party outHey, hey[* People talking *][Boots]Call me bird cause of my legs but my ass don`t singGot a house arrest anklet but it don`t bling blingThe homie with a cell but that shit don`t ringBut at lights out bars clang and souls get stangNow it`s the hustlin` sound, trick where they muscle around blacksMake ya thoughts heavy, drop a joint and make the ground crackEven renowned historians have found thatThe people only bounce back when they pound backSo I take out a spray can and paste the pavementDefacin` gravements of a sufferin` nationThe files are flagrant and that`s the fragranceI overheard them askin` vagrance for patientsSo check the liner notes, I steal my finer quotesFor d-boys tryin` to flow them Gucci`s and designer boatsAnd party liner jokes and all kinds of folksWho all kind of brokeBut bought twenties cause they feel like a lot of smokeThe trees we got lifted by made our feet dangleSo when I say burn one I mean the Star-SpangledLet`s all get high from the income angleBump this at the party even if it ain`t the singleHere`s a slum serenade, on razor blades and grenadesBy nannies and maids who be polishin` the suedeYou could let the sess blow but let`s make the sets growInto brigades with the ghetto manifesto[Chorus x2][* People talking *]

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