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We don't make no damn mickey mouse music
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


Lyrics submitted by robburns

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