Текст песни The Coup - The Coup
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B: HelloD: Yes, I would like to speak to Boots from the rap group The Coop.B: It`s The Coup, and this is Boots. SpeakD: Well my name is Dick Doolittle and I`m a reporter from Grime magazineand we would like to comment on the tragic riots--B: Not a riot, it`s a rebellionD: Well the tragic rebellion?B: Man, tragic for who?D: Well there`s havoc in the streets, the police have lost control over thepeople, criminals are running free from jail, and people are actuallytaking property from big businesses, it`s full of complete chaosB: That`s not chaos, that`s progressD: Mm-hmm, OK, is that your comment?B: No, this is it[Boots]Check it out, it`s the motherfucking C-O-UTo the P now you`re fucking with the real dudesWho will meet you with a fleet of brothers in the streetGetting drunk off liberation fuck the HennesseyCause you calmly kept us down for far too longNow you`re going up in smoke like Cheech and ChongAnd the song "I Ain`t the Nigga" is the ConstitutionNiggers die but Africans make revolutionSo what happens when a people do not get their duesWell it`s tried there`s a riot so flip on the newsAnd let`s go reach the 98th here in OaktownBut let`s just say for story`s sake that it`s in your townA hundred brothers taking factories, Warren`s law is guttersAnd now they`re handing out free chicken and free peanut butterFree food to the people, how it should beBut now let`s go a few blocks over to 7-3Channel 2 says at the mall twelve cops got shotCause there`s eight hundred sisters taking over EastmontWith nines and AK`s doing the right think like Spike LeeAnd now their babies got free Pampers and free NikesUp at the schoolhouse they said motherfuck a hall passUntil you teach the truth, check it we ain`t going to classYou`re teaching lies, we got wise, now we realizeThere`s no end to this road, you disguised the prizeSo peep game for real mental penetrationOur education`s liberationThings ain`t gon` never be the same x2At 6-9 there`s a rally and it`s swingingThrough the crowd with a thousand voices singingOnce upon a time in the projects, yoMotherfuckers took over, and now we running the showWe don`t give a damn about section eight thoughFor what we really need we`re gonna have to take mo`The same thing was heard in the A courtsIn Kendall Village, across the bay in FillmoreAnd in the hills where all the rich folks liveThey`re in shock we`re not failing to vote and buildInstead of brothers on stage singing "Do me"A black man has a gauge singing "Do this, see?"All of a sudden everybody is out of jailBut it`s funny cause no one is out on bailAnd somebody shoved some police against the wallI guess today they should`ve worn their clean drawersCause an ambulance came, that`s the realityThere`s now a new meaning to police brutalityAll we need is satisfactionWe don`t want just a fractionAnd we`ve come toA conclusionRevolution is the solutionCheck itNow the uzi`s that were once used to kill each otherAre now used to serve and protect the brothersAnd the sisters cause they`re packing .45`s and ninesWe`re down for revolution not just down for their behindsCause the word is heard across the bay and in L.A.In New York, NY, Chicago, and Atlanta, G-AWe gives a fuck if you`ve got money and the millionsCause motherfucker we`ve got posse in the billionsSo break yourself Bush, it`s collection dayBreak yourself Trump, it`s collection dayBreak yourself DuPont, it`s collection dayYou stole the shit from my great granddaddy anywayThe liquor stores around, but they`re not selling beer or aleMotherfuckers selling Molotov cocktailsTo the crew, so light up a brewAnd this is what is meant by a god damned coupDJ O on the cut y`allAh yes, K-Mack`s on the strings y`all