Coup, The

Foul Play

Coup, The


Brothers on the block making bankroll 
The billion dollar dream is the dream for the cash flow 
Little do they know they're a little or a big hoe 
But they have a car they can side at the sideshow 
I'm the type of brother that'll tell another "Hell no" 
To the seller struck hiking rocks in a hellhole 
Whether you can slide you can glide in your hoo-ride 
But you're gonna drown in the high tide of genocide 
Brothers give my five but it's live jive 
Can't understand with their hands in a beehive 
I'mma take a risk on the dis take a big dive 
Just to make it rhyme on time I'll say "Overdrive" 
Missed 'em I'm not with them but they're victims 
Cause they're just a part not the start of the system 
No hocus pocus that's the focuse of the song 
Hope that you can learn this and one day sing along 
A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup 
An exposé of foul play against me and you 
Sing it 
It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x4) 
(Still don't nothing move but the money) 
(Man Boots what you talking about?) 
Explicit and implicit are the exploits 
I'm speaking of the society that's living off me 
No jumps and coast to coasting in a Detroit 
No I am a factor that they don't need 
Cause labels are stable in this big world 
Talking 'bout sex, you're a boy or a girl 
Talking 'bout a kind you're a jerk or the jerker 
Talking economics you're the boss or the worker 
Right about now I'm gonna change the flow 
Going straight up like my new wave afro 
I say it and they play it 
Do you hear me though you're guessing there's a lesson 
But teach me, I want to know 
Conjunction junction what's my function? 
Connected with the genocidal pace of a race reduction 
Funny there's no money for my people's production 
The Coup is not through cause we've got some gumption 
A victim in a system about cold cash 
If you don't make it then they treat you like trash 
Dispose of you tonight if not in the morning 
This is not a prophecy, this is just a warning 
A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup 
An exposé of foul play against me and you 
Sing it 
It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x4) 
Hey hold up we're about to let the DJ scratch here 
(Well let him scratch then) 
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At times I find my mind can think fast 
Like when a pig has a trigger saying nigger that's your ass 
Thoughts of a slave master rise from the past 
The past is the present cause I still feel the lash 
It's against the law just to be black 
Cause the war on drugs is just thugs on the attack 
The C is not the source of course so just get back 
Why try a lot, I doubt it's just about crack 
Brothers on the block making bankroll 
Maybe could the dream be the dream of an overthrow? 
If so no mo' we'll play the big toe 
In a shoe that's cramped so break a brother's sole 
Slip and stuck slowly to the same game 
Several hundred years we have been in a chain gang 
Let our shackles only add on to a migraine 
Old fame, thoughts of pain slowly drive me insane 
But then I started rapping for The Coup 
A lot of rappers out there just looking for the pay-off 
Listen to the message that the Boots brings to you 
The Coup is just a group to bring order out of chaos 
People pick problems out and isolate 
Misguiding many to think it's a mistake 
Well I'm the Boots and I'm here to set 'em straight 
My information leads me to think there's foul play 
A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup 
An exposé of foul play against me and you 
Sing it 
It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x3)