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  • 作词 : Clap, Edifice, Riley, Vexx
    (Boots)
    We don't make no damn Mickey Mouse music!
    * Pam the Funkstress cuts "I shot the sheriff" *
    F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do?
    F.T.S., Coup
    Chorus: Boots, Clap, Vexx (repeat 2X)
    Undas, Cops, Pigs and ************t
    They be gettin on my nerves I'm bout to have a fit
    I need land, a place where no money is spent
    I'll kick back, and live life immaculate (you say)
    (Vexx)
    Exchange data, no contact, no matta
    Eternally, you'll find, information to be, God sent
    The soul, my body's bein spent like some ****** ************t
    All the way from across the Atlantic Ocean
    See I can't help but talk about the way my people been raped
    Right about now, I'm bout to set some ************t straight
    To all you late bloomers and early consumers, ignore the rumors
    who has the made the whole nation backslide, to homicide
    Almost and damn near, genocide
    We all need to check our soul inside
    Have you ever seen a human body landslide?
    How bout some tanks doin a driveby
    or a bomber droppin napalm from way high?
    We long live, but sometimes we got ta die
    The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie
    You betta find yo'self befo' yo'self takes all your time
    (Boots)
    One mo' gen now
    Chorus
    (Clap)
    Bump you.. it got to be.. hot to me..
    A cop to me.. could burn in hell
    We re-bel.. we don't swell like the pressure
    Tester.. even leave the best of shakin and
    ************vering.. WHOOO.. icy cold.. delivery
    Deliberately slippery when wet
    You moist yet? You check out
    the hop-hippin.. it got you flippin while it's slippin
    The hippity hop, hit you, cause it get you
    so god damn krunk, bang that wild ************t; read:
    god damn bump, ransom stylist, thick
    Rich like 69 dollar ************t
    Crazy like the Spice Girls, finger lickin, kickin
    Sa-vory, fla-vory expedition mission
    Free the land Africa, Africa listen..
    Listen..
    (Boots)
    Hah.. bring it back now
    Chorus
    (Boots)
    Can you feel it? I can feel it
    ..
    Now if this party was a class I'd be a teacher
    It's F.T.S. and The Coup, a double feature
    Now if this party was a car I'd be the driver
    I'm rappin third, the mic is smellin like saliva
    The emperor, that mother******'s .. ass naked
    We'll take you higher than when you had yo' last dank hit
    It's not surprisin that when folks start to uprisin
    there's police on the horizon, they been there all along
    they just good at they disguisin, the po-po's supposed to keep
    the peace they gotta make the bosses money increase
    You never seen the police break up a strike
    by hittin the BOSS with his baton pipe
    And you ain't never gon' see one
    but when we take over it's gon' be poppin like Re-Run, huh
    Boots from The Coup, lightin the dark like a toker
    Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers
    Chorus
    F.T.S., The Coup
    A-hah
  • 作词 : Clap, Edifice, Riley, Vexx
    (Boots)
    We don't make no damn Mickey Mouse music!
    * Pam the Funkstress cuts "I shot the sheriff" *
    F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do?
    F.T.S., Coup
    Chorus: Boots, Clap, Vexx (repeat 2X)
    Undas, Cops, Pigs and ************t
    They be gettin on my nerves I'm bout to have a fit
    I need land, a place where no money is spent
    I'll kick back, and live life immaculate (you say)
    (Vexx)
    Exchange data, no contact, no matta
    Eternally, you'll find, information to be, God sent
    The soul, my body's bein spent like some ****** ************t
    All the way from across the Atlantic Ocean
    See I can't help but talk about the way my people been raped
    Right about now, I'm bout to set some ************t straight
    To all you late bloomers and early consumers, ignore the rumors
    who has the made the whole nation backslide, to homicide
    Almost and damn near, genocide
    We all need to check our soul inside
    Have you ever seen a human body landslide?
    How bout some tanks doin a driveby
    or a bomber droppin napalm from way high?
    We long live, but sometimes we got ta die
    The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie
    You betta find yo'self befo' yo'self takes all your time
    (Boots)
    One mo' gen now
    Chorus
    (Clap)
    Bump you.. it got to be.. hot to me..
    A cop to me.. could burn in hell
    We re-bel.. we don't swell like the pressure
    Tester.. even leave the best of shakin and
    ************vering.. WHOOO.. icy cold.. delivery
    Deliberately slippery when wet
    You moist yet? You check out
    the hop-hippin.. it got you flippin while it's slippin
    The hippity hop, hit you, cause it get you
    so god damn krunk, bang that wild ************t; read:
    god damn bump, ransom stylist, thick
    Rich like 69 dollar ************t
    Crazy like the Spice Girls, finger lickin, kickin
    Sa-vory, fla-vory expedition mission
    Free the land Africa, Africa listen..
    Listen..
    (Boots)
    Hah.. bring it back now
    Chorus
    (Boots)
    Can you feel it? I can feel it
    ..
    Now if this party was a class I'd be a teacher
    It's F.T.S. and The Coup, a double feature
    Now if this party was a car I'd be the driver
    I'm rappin third, the mic is smellin like saliva
    The emperor, that mother******'s .. ass naked
    We'll take you higher than when you had yo' last dank hit
    It's not surprisin that when folks start to uprisin
    there's police on the horizon, they been there all along
    they just good at they disguisin, the po-po's supposed to keep
    the peace they gotta make the bosses money increase
    You never seen the police break up a strike
    by hittin the BOSS with his baton pipe
    And you ain't never gon' see one
    but when we take over it's gon' be poppin like Re-Run, huh
    Boots from The Coup, lightin the dark like a toker
    Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers
    Chorus
    F.T.S., The Coup
    A-hah