U.C.P.A.S. Letra

I, I, I shot the sheriff

I, I, I shot the sheriff

I, I, I shot the sheriff



F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do?

F.T.S., Coup



Undas, cops, pigs and shit

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 undas, cops, pigs and shit

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



Exchange data, no contact, no matter

Eternally, you'll find information to be, God Sent

The soul, my body's being spent like some dope shit

All the way from across the Atlantic Ocean

See, I can't help but talk about the way my people been raped

But about now, I'm 'bout to set some shit straight

To all you late bloomers and early consumers

Ignore the rumors

Who has made the whole mission backslide

to homicide

Almost to 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 drive-by

Or a bomber droppin' napalm from way high

We long live, but sometimes we got to die

The whole world's about to bow and that ain't no lie

You better find yourself before yourself takes all your time

One more gen now



Undas, cops, pigs and shit

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 undas, cops, pigs and shit

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



Bump you...

It got to be

Hot to me

A cop to me, could burn in hell

We rebel

We don't swell like the pressure

tester. Messed up shakin' that shit for free

whoo! Icy cold delivery

Deliberately slippery when wet

The moist set

Check out the hop hippin'

It got you flippin while it's slippin'

The hippity hop, hit you

'Cause it get you so damn krunk

Being that wild shit, read

God damn hump

ransom stylus

thick

Rich 69 dollar shit

Crazy, like the spice girl

Finga lickin', kickin'

Savory, flavory expedition mission

Free the land Africa, Africa listen

Listen...



Bring it back now



Undas, cops, pigs and shit

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 undas, cops, pigs and shit

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





[Boots]

Do you feel it

I can feel it



Now if this party was class I'd be a teacher

it's FTS 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 motherfucker's... ass naked

We'll take you hidin' than you got your last dank hit

It's not surprising that when folks start to uprising

there's police on the horizon

They been there all along they just they good at their disguising

The po-po's supposed to keep the peace

they got to 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 goin' see one

but when we take over it's goin' be bumpijn' like Re-run

Boots from the Coup

Lightin' the dark, like the toka

Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers



Undas, cops, pigs and shit

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 undas, cops, pigs and shit

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





FTS, The Coup

A-hah