ShoYoAss Letra

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 bankers in sheep's clothing

I know places where the kids keep croaking

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 tryin'a 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-fucking 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 read me 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