A few corrections (in caps):
Listen
OLD white men is runnin this rap shit
Corporate forces runnin this rap shit
SOME TALL ISRAELI is runnin this rap shit
We poke out OUR asses for a chance to cash in
Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit
'Dro, 'yac and E-pills is runnin this rap shit
The rape over, turn your face over nigga
No god in THE SKY, it's me, game over
Hey lil souljahs you're ready for WAR?
But don't ask what you're fighting for
They thought that you sur--vived the gunfight, the drama, the stress
You get in the line of fire we get the big ass cheques
You gettin your choice OF pimp
Make your choice and fall in
This is HO STROLL B I, take that cock in your behind, Beatch
Hit the streets and perform for us
HO hard and bring it on to us, fucker
I let you sip, comes an army, get a Mercedes
And kick back and let you pay me, my Mack is crazy
I leave the KNIFE IN, fist fight filled with glamour
Yeah, take a picture what this platinum-plated sledgehammer
We over-do it, add the fire and explosion to it
WE'VE SOLD CONFUSION, WE RUN rap music
Mtv, is runnin this rap shit
Viacom is runnin this rap shit
AOL and Time Warner runnin this rap shit
We poke out OUR asses for a chance to cash in
Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit
Hennessey, is runnin this rap shit
Quasi-homosexuals is runnin this rap shit
Watch out we run the world
That's it"
This song epitomizes what the entire album is about: a big fuck you to the record industry that wouldn't allow Mos to make the most of his musical genius and shot down his proposed Black Jack Johnson album. Mos was pissed when he made this album, and it shows.
A few corrections (in caps): Listen OLD white men is runnin this rap shit Corporate forces runnin this rap shit SOME TALL ISRAELI is runnin this rap shit We poke out OUR asses for a chance to cash in Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit 'Dro, 'yac and E-pills is runnin this rap shit
The rape over, turn your face over nigga No god in THE SKY, it's me, game over Hey lil souljahs you're ready for WAR? But don't ask what you're fighting for They thought that you sur--vived the gunfight, the drama, the stress You get in the line of fire we get the big ass cheques You gettin your choice OF pimp Make your choice and fall in This is HO STROLL B I, take that cock in your behind, Beatch Hit the streets and perform for us HO hard and bring it on to us, fucker I let you sip, comes an army, get a Mercedes And kick back and let you pay me, my Mack is crazy I leave the KNIFE IN, fist fight filled with glamour Yeah, take a picture what this platinum-plated sledgehammer We over-do it, add the fire and explosion to it WE'VE SOLD CONFUSION, WE RUN rap music
Mtv, is runnin this rap shit Viacom is runnin this rap shit AOL and Time Warner runnin this rap shit We poke out OUR asses for a chance to cash in Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit Hennessey, is runnin this rap shit Quasi-homosexuals is runnin this rap shit
Watch out we run the world
That's it"
This song epitomizes what the entire album is about: a big fuck you to the record industry that wouldn't allow Mos to make the most of his musical genius and shot down his proposed Black Jack Johnson album. Mos was pissed when he made this album, and it shows.