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Foul Play lyrics
Brothers on the block making bankroll
The billion dollar dream is the dream for the cash flow
Little do they know they re a little or a big hoe
But they have a car they can side at the sideshow
I m the type of brother that ll tell another "Hell no"
To the seller struck hiking rocks in a hellhole
Whether you can slide you can glide in your hoo-ride
But you re gonna drown in the high tide of genocide
Brothers give my five but it s live jive
Can t understand with their hands in a beehive
I mma take a risk on the dis take a big dive
Just to make it rhyme on time I ll say "Overdrive"
Missed em I m not with them but they re victims
Cause they re just a part not the start of the system
No hocus pocus that s the focuse of the song
Hope that you can learn this and one day sing along
A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup
An expos? of foul play against me and you
Sing it
It s funky, it s funky, it s funky, it s a funky situation (x4)
(Still don t nothing move but the money)
(Man Boots what you talking about?)
Explicit and implicit are the exploits
I m speaking of the society that s living off me
No jumps and coast to coasting in a Detroit
No I am a factor that they don t need
Cause labels are stable in this big world
Talking bout sex, you re a boy or a girl
Talking bout a kind you re a jerk or the jerker
Talking economics you re the boss or the worker
Right about now I m gonna change the flow
Going straight up like my new wave afro
I say it and they play it
Do you hear me though you re guessing there s a lesson
But teach me, I want to know
Conjunction junction what s my function?
Connected with the genocidal pace of a race reduction
Funny there s no money for my people s production
The Coup is not through cause we ve got some gumption
A victim in a system about cold cash
If you don t make it then they treat you like trash
Dispose of you tonight if not in the morning
This is not a prophecy, this is just a warning
A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup
An expos? of foul play against me and you
Sing it
It s funky, it s funky, it s funky, it s a funky situation (x4)
Hey hold up we re about to let the DJ scratch here
(Well let him scratch then)
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At times I find my mind can think fast
Like when a pig has a trigger saying nigger that s your ass
Thoughts of a slave master rise from the past
The past is the present cause I still feel the lash
It s against the law just to be black
Cause the war on drugs is just thugs on the attack
The C is not the source of course so just get back
Why try a lot, I doubt it s just about crack
Brothers on the block making bankroll
Maybe could the dream be the dream of an overthrow?
If so no mo we ll play the big toe
In a shoe that s cramped so break a brother s sole
Slip and stuck slowly to the same game
Several hundred years we have been in a chain gang
Let our shackles only add on to a migraine
Old fame, thoughts of pain slowly drive me insane
But then I started rapping for The Coup
A lot of rappers out there just looking for the pay-off
Listen to the message that the Boots brings to you
The Coup is just a group to bring order out of chaos
People pick problems out and isolate
Misguiding many to think it s a mistake
Well I m the Boots and I m here to set em straight
My information leads me to think there s foul play
A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup
An expos? of foul play against me and you
Sing it
It s funky, it s funky, it s funky, it s a funky situation (x3)
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