Artist: The Coup Album: Pick a Bigger Weapon Song: ShoYoAss Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Chorus: repeat 2X] Now's the time for you to show yo' ass They ain't handin out no mo' cash Mommas imitate my logo fast Daddies take the safety off and blast [Boots] Now this is mo' mean than fo' fiends with glocks unloading Scrappin for a bag of gold rings and codeine Whole life savings hid under the molding "Mama Said Knock Them Out" and I'm quoting You're voting which you're hoping will stop the guns from smoking - is someone fucking joking? They're bonkers in sheep's clothing I know places where the kids keep crooking Lacking the essential vitamins and protein Hustlin and hyphy are eloping I'm the best man bustin shots and toasting Sippin Grey Goose get clipped off the bird COme Sunday mornin get tripped off the word TV and them preachers got pimp talkin verbs Settin us up to get ripped off and stirred You flipped all them birds so your funds act right Here come the drought whole thang's half price My high school career counselor's advice "Lil' niggaz act nice for your beans and rice" I got some fight baby, take it to the head I gives a fuck if it's permed or in dreads Never snitch to the locals or the feds See they tryna break us off so they don't have to break bread Cause Uncle Same ain't the baker, he's the butcher We all on "Punk'd" with no Ashton Kutcher Where ballin (no broke) cutthroats kaput ya Ain't never took dope but them dopes done took ya Stop flyin Ol' Glory man, cut it down If your job ain't payin right, shut it down If your cat got 18's, let it pound and if we ever gon' do it let's do it now [Chorus] [Boots] You're in a system where they flirt with disaster Tounge kiss death, have mass murder orgies 'til there's no one left They're finger-fuckign Lady Liberty under her dress And since I didn't say this under my breath I might be under arrest; now lemme introduce My slave name's Ray Riley, you can call me Boots Cause we gon' boot 'em outta power then spread the loot We need to drive that freedom train, not ride caboose And you can tell by the way I walk my walk That there's a coroner behind me holdin chalk Cause he works for the county who works for the state Who works for the boss man eatin off your plate We ain't one dimensional, max-detentional Lookin for the liquor store, what them hubbas hittin fo'? We raised by the street light, praised for the street fight Days we ain't eat right, hazed to complete life Had to make homes outta muck and dirt Just to get dinner take luck and work They don't need my rights, they induct a curse So you're cordially invited to go buck berzerk and um [Chorus] [Boots - repeat 2X] The black is heated; baby, yeah A hundred Fahrenheit Act a fool, show yo' ass Let's make it alright [Boots - repeat 4X] It's introduction of a new breed of leaders Stand up organize [Boots - repeat 2X] The black is heated; baby, yeah A hundred Fahrenheit Act a fool, show yo' ass Let's make it alright