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Coup (The) - "Kill My Landlord"
Lyrics to Kill My Landlord : (Hey, how are you guys fixing to pay') [Verse One: '] Now check it, the topic of discussion Is more than a financial profit United Snakes wont stop it Blow for blow, the flow with the commentary gets Seventy-six septillion tons a-spinnin [Steady steppin into a new phase New thoughts representing our slavery days] The seeds of weeds and crops is much more than you figure Yo if hes a black man he must be a nigger They make a gimmick I wouldnt doubt [A sucker selling out for the sake of a scream and shout] Elements dont grow with nonsense Rather kick a little bit of science [Science about controlling actions of another America was built on the sweat of black sisters and brothers] Never allowed to breathe but allowed to bleed and breed [Stripped of our creed and religion surviving on intuition] And what the master said give em [And besides the black man is the original lord of the land] So Im clenching my right hand [Brothers and sisters we must fight this slumlord] Overlord of the concrete jungle but Im humble As I witness my opponent crumble Like the shack that I live in the house that I rent from him [Roach infested Im sure that the rats are nesting The heat doesnt work he still hasnt checked it Disrespected me for the last time I loaded up the nine stepping double time Bullseye] Another point scored Right between the eyes of my landlord [Verse Two: Defrost] They tell me to hold my peace but I just cant But Im Defrost of the rap group of Point Blank So me Im chilling at the table with my family Hypothetically trying hard to keep my mind off the economy Yeah I know the reason I find it hard to pass the test Call me a victim cause Im another brother jobless Every day it seems like Im moving closer to the streets PG&E repoed the lights and my fucking heat The situations getting hard for me to handle Had to trade my Nikes to the store to buy some candles Last to first and Im a-hunted and a hoe I know The man is going to come and throw me in the cold Tears in my eye as Im thinking of place to stay While Im staring at the freebie cheese up in my plate I heard a bang bang bang knocking at my door I looked up it was my motherfucking landlord, let him in quick Followed by the sheriff deputy trying to come in Every po on my property, staring me down Mugging hard up in my familys face While theyre sitting at the table trying to say grace But before I make this one my last meal Any moves, yeah Im looking for the damn kill I said it twice in case he didnt hear me though Sucker made a move evidently when he hit the floor So now Im in cuffs for the crimes Ive committed Maybe Ill go to jail, heh, or maybe Ill get acquitted But the fact still stands I killed my landlord dead Now Ive got three meals and a roof over my head [Verse Three: Boots] Cash is made in lump sums as street bums eat crumbs So I defeat scum as I beat drums Rum-tiddy-tum like the little drummer boy song Here comes the landlord at the door, ding dong Is it wrong that my momma sticks a fat-ass thong Up his anal cavity cause he causes gravity to my family Says we gotta pay a fee so we can stay and eat In a house with light and heat The bastard could get beat, stole the land from Chief Littlefeet House is built on deceit, got no rent receipt So Im living in the street and Im down now Dont you know to not fuck with the Mau Mau' Notice of eviction, four knuckle dental affliction Friction, oh did I mention Youll be finger licking as I handicap your diction And you say youre not a criminal like Tricky Dick Nixon' While were fixing to impose rent control We didnt vote on it, this land wasnt bought or sold It was stole by your great granddaddys ganking Osagyefo said they call it primitive accumulation Plantations, TV stations wealth is very stationary I learned the game and I became a revolutionary Scaring the corporate asses cause the masses are a loaded gun Killing the world banking and international monetary fund Im done, were done with what youve done For twenty-five score weve got a battle cry Kill my, kill my, kill my, kill my Kill my, kill my, kill my, kill my landlord [Verse Four: E-Roc] I need six hundred dollars by the end of the week My body is cold, dirty socks on my feet Not a black sheep, but whos the creep Trying to put me on the street while Im trying to sleep' I wanna kill my landlord, murder in the first degree If theres something wrong he wants to blame me Wants to be a threat so he carries a gun Well I pack a mag cause I cant trust 911 Son of a gun, Im the one who cuts the grass Wash the windows and he still wants me to kiss his ass But I laugh cause Americas not my home My landlord took me away from where I belong But its a sad song so I face reality now Pick up the phone and now here comes the Mau Mau To the rescue, down with The Coup Yo landlord, Ive got a little message for you Im going cuckoo, fuck a machete or sword E-Roc is on a mission to kill my landlord [ Kill My Landlord Lyrics ]
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