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U.C.P.A.S.

アーティスト:The Coup  アルバム:Steal This Album 

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(Boots) We don't make no damn Mickey Mouse music! * Pam the Funkstress cuts "I shot the sheriff" * F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do? F.T.S., Coup Chorus: Boots, Clap, Vexx (repeat 2X) 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) (Vexx) Exchange data, no contact, no matta Eternally, you'll find, information to be, God sent The soul, my body's bein 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 Right about now, I'm bout to set some shit straight To all you late bloomers and early consumers, ignore the rumors who has the made the whole nation backslide, to homicide Almost and 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 driveby or a bomber droppin napalm from way high? We long live, but sometimes we got ta die The whole world's about to bow man, that ain't no lie You betta find yo'self befo' yo'self takes all your time (Boots) One mo' gen now Chorus (Clap) Bump you.. it got to be.. hot to me.. A cop to me.. could burn in hell We re-bel.. we don't swell like the pressure Tester.. even leave the best of shakin and shivering.. WHOOO.. icy cold..


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