Coup - The Coup Lyrics
<ring>B: helloD: yes, I would like to speak to boots from the rap group the coop.B: its the coup, and this is boots. speakD: well my name is dick doolittle and Im a reporter from grime magazineAnd we would like to comment on the tragic riots--B: not a riot, its a rebellionD: well the tragic rebellion?B: man, tragic for who?D: well theres havoc in the streets, the police have lost control over thePeople, criminals are running free from jail, and people are actuallyTaking property from big businesses, its full of complete chaosB: thats not chaos, thats progressD: mm-hmm, ok, is that your comment?B: no, this is it<click>[boots]Check it out, its the mother*****ing c-o-uTo the p now youre *****ing with the real dudesWho will meet you with a fleet of brothers in the streetGetting drunk off liberation ***** the hennesseyCause you calmly kept us down for far too longNow youre going up in smoke like cheech and chongAnd the song I aint the nigga is the constitutionNiggers die but africans make revolutionSo what happens when a people do not get their duesWell its tried theres a riot so flip on the newsAnd lets go reach the 98th here in oaktownBut lets just say for storys sake that its in your townA hundred brothers taking factories, warrens law is guttersAnd now theyre handing out free chicken and free peanut butterFree food to the people, how it should beBut now lets go a few blocks over to 7-3Channel 2 says at the mall twelve cops got shotCause theres eight hundred sisters taking over eastmontWith nines and aks doing the right think like spike leeAnd now their babies got free pampers and free nikesUp at the schoolhouse they said mother***** a hall passUntil you teach the truth, check it we aint going to classYoure teaching lies, we got wise, now we realizeTheres no end to this road, you disguised the prizeSo peep game for real mental penetrationOur educations liberationThings aint gon never be the same x2At 6-9 theres a rally and its swingingThrough the crowd with a thousand voices singingOnce upon a time in the projects, yoMother*****ers took over, and now we running the showWe dont give a damn about section eight thoughFor what we really need were gonna have to take moThe same thing was heard in the a courtsIn kendall village, across the bay in fillmoreAnd in the hills where all the rich folks liveTheyre in shock were not failing to vote and buildInstead of brothers on stage singing do meA black man has a gauge singing do this, see?All of a sudden everybody is out of jailBut its funny cause no one is out on bailAnd somebody shoved some police against the wallI guess today they shouldve worn their clean drawersCause an ambulance came, thats the realityTheres now a new meaning to police brutalityAll we need is satisfactionWe dont want just a fractionAnd weve come toA conclusionRevolution is the solutionCheck itNow the uzis that were once used to kill each otherAre now used to serve and protect the brothersAnd the sisters cause theyre packing .45s and ninesWere down for revolution not just down for their behindsCause the word is heard across the bay and in l.a.In new york, ny, chicago, and atlanta, g-aWe gives a ***** if youve got money and the millionsCause mother*****er weve got posse in the billionsSo break yourself bush, its collection dayBreak yourself trump, its collection dayBreak yourself dupont, its collection dayYou stole the shit from my great granddaddy anywayThe liquor stores around, but theyre not selling beer or aleMother*****ers selling molotov *****tailsTo the crew, so light up a brewAnd this is what is meant by a God damned coupDj o on the cut yallAh yes, k-macks on the strings yall
