Coup - The Shipment Lyrics
Chorus: boots (repeat 2x)It aint indonesia, china whitePurple-haired thai, big h delightTake my shit we gon have to fightIm always rollin dirty so be actin right[boots]Im bombing uppercut swipes as my knuckles ignireMore strikes than a teachin staffs fight for pay hikesLike cleats wit spikes I clings to my turf tightGet, low like a smurf might earth is my birthrightYou salivate at the sound of the bellI come sick and make your lymph nodes swekkNickel-plated teeth and tongue as well so you can tellWhen Im shootin off my mouth the politicians start to bailWhen I shoot, fuhrman scoot Im yellin, gimme all the loot!Bourgeoise pimpin me now my digits dont computeChillin in a house of ill reputeBut is you wearin canvasols or purple-pinstripe suits?Fact of earth and comets: macroeconomicsYak until you vomit, or come up on a lickSweat oozin my skin just to get another finChanged my name to valerie so I can get wicSavage storm troopers be less than seduciveJailtime producin, silly lilliputians!This gulliver, come equipped with a fo-foAnd twelve comrades in a box chev fo doSkirtin down the strip with a mission to renderAnd we dont give a ***** if we missin a fenderMix it in a blender, you aint home return to senderCant be saved by cokenders or a public defenderThis aint no macrobiotic chemical colonicThis politicalsymphoniclyricalnarcoticSomethin much mo potent that we plottedCome and get some, if you aint got itChorus[boots]Ex-ex-ex-ex-ex-exhilirating!I accuse you of nigga-hating!And exploitating for profit making.. dont cop a pleaCause Im b-double-o-t, from the c-o-u the pI feel my epedermis at its firmest just befo a skirmishIf you want green like kermit keep it heated like a thermosAspired to be famous, puttin fire in their anusMade the rulin class hate us more than child sup-port paymentsTo rosemarys baby, shick-a-shick-shady!!Pissin in your gumbo and they tell you, its all gravy!See you cant trust a big grip and a smileAnd I slang rocks - but palestinian styleNow theres a rumble in the jungle never mumble though I humbleCouple rappers took a tumble but my folks still want to rumbleWhos pimpin, your bundle? Im _fly_ like, seth brundleIf youre snitchin to columbo we gon drop you like a fumbleNow what you make is point-oh-one percent of what the boss makeAnd what the boss take is keepin us from livin greatIf this aint straight you think you wanna sit down and negotiateYou better have a crew to help you shutdown his estateDont get frustrated, discombobulatedDont stand and debate it, get a mob and take it!Til then its food stamps, vouchers, mildew-smellin couchesOverturned garbage cans wit no oscar the grouchesMakin money sellin plastic pouchesAs mystikal would say, my flo is covered wit roaches!Absotively, posolutely, cant do without itThe shipment is delivered, come and get it if you bout it!Chorus[bridge]Systematic playa-hationGreen paper complicationsGot my ass an educationCan I get an application? ?[boots]Pam the funkstress* pam cuts n scratches prince: thank you for a funky time.. *[boots]Its kinda funky..Mat machine-gun kelly!
