歌曲歌詞
Hey look at this
I was cleaning out my nest
And I found a book of my old poetry
Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad
Gots to get a job 'cuz I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
But thats not likely so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
'Cuz when I was in school I got the a e e
But there's no s e for this youngsta
I didn't have no money so now I have to hunch the
Back like a slave that's what be happenin
But whitey says there's no room for the African
Always knew that I would boycott jeez
But welcome to McDonalds
Can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
'Cuz my baby doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
What about diapers bottles and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
For decent shelter and clothes on my back
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
Or Jesse Jackson and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douch
A masengel what the hell cracker sale
In the neighborhood
To the whorehouse b**ches
Miss porker little joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
So I got me a bird better known as a kilo
Now everybody know
I went from po' to a ni**a that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'm never givin' love again
'Cuz blacks are too f**kin broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
Till I stopped fillin' out my W 2
Now senators are gettin' hired
And your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
But sorry this is our only room to walk
'Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
Tell the politicians the hustlers live and let live yeah
Tell the politicians the hustlers live and let live yeah