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[Bushwick Bill]YesWere here to talk about those whoAre considered to be an elected officialWho said it was official that when they was electedThat everything that they dealt with had me in mindAs a human being, as a manBut not as a slave or three fifths humanI have the right to bear armsWhat makes you think I respect you?[VERSE 1: 3D]Hello Mr. President, residents of the White House, excuse meId like to know, have you ever enjoyed an old-time gangster movie?With the white man ringin shots on blocksWith their clean shave and pin strip-suitsBootleggin-whiskey-rapin-black-women-and-havin-a-fat-stack-of-lootUndercover David Duke, isnt it trueThe gangster movement started long before my timeLong before the hair rag, gangster sagFinger signs and love for nines?Damn, in your minds and in your heartsIs the hate really that deep, whats truly goin on?Knockin me for the words I writeFor writin movie scripts by whites like Mr. Al Capone[Bushwick Bill]YeahAmericaA land that made Christopher ColumbusA historian for bringing madmen, white slaves, and rapistsKennedy, his dad was a bootlegger for Al CaponeBecame PresidentIsnt it evidentThat those who sit in the residenceAre not president?[VERSE 2: 3D]Now why you wanna try to knock meCause Im black, got a gatTwist my hat and all, listen to Mr. ScarfaceThink about the way the government wants to hold us backAs a matter of factI believe the whole system is a huge crime sceneAnd everyday theyre doin the dirty workAnd layin it on us niggas, if you know what I meanSo dont corrupt your own minds foolin yourselfTryin to lay it on the black manIm a young gee tryin to leave povertyWith a gat in my black handSo white heathen, taken straight out ofThe crate of a mouth of a babeYeah, a honkey cant stop what a honkey startedAnd the ghettos what you honkeys made[Bushwick Bill]Thats right, sittin up there in the White HouseWith your homosexual mentalities and female persuasionsYeah, Im talkin to all the J. Edgar HooversThat are still left in thereAll the big brothers that are watchingI hope youre listeninCause the bad shit you put on criminals has made the citizens take control[VERSE 3: 3D]Now Sergeant hit ya, get with yaLets get back to the issue, continue dissinMy way of livin, so a little nigga like meGots to go and dish ya this missionHopin that the message that Im sendinGets through to you and your peopleDevil, look at your own dirty pastBefore you come to me with your blue-eyed evilIf I kill 30 innocent, would you writeA movie about me and spareMy life, or would you lock me up with triple life And strap me down in the electric chair?See, its not about the sign I throw upOr where I roam, or what a nigga wearSee cracker, its all about respect for your hoodYour clique, and all of those whose pain with you share[Bushwick Bill]Thats right, painThe pain that I feelIs the pain from shameThe shame that youve caused meFor over 400 years of protectionThe pain that I have within meThe rage that is flamingMakes me wanna say the things that I sayDo the things that I doAnd let you knowThat when you look at meOr look down at meOr look across from your side of the world to my sideThat what you have failed to realizeIs that youve put me in projectsI realize it was an experimentSo when you put me in jailI realize I just made it through the millionsIm just another rat that made my cheeseAnd you couldnt stand itBut what can all the big cats doWhen all the rats wanna get fatBut try to cut down on the cheeseWhat you dont realize is that youre jerkin yourselfKillin your own existenceYoure all walking dead men, and dont know itWith book sense and street senseIf you had street intelligenceYou would really knowThat youre one footstep between life and deathThat the mouth is a open graveAnd youve offered me the right to elect you to a bulletWhich is a straight shot to the top, right?And what goes up must come downThats why its goin down right nowYou can smell the smokeSee the flamesAnd see the bodies that are left on the groundBecause the flagRed, white and blueAnd the stars from all the years youve whupped me and minesI still see[ Mr. President Lyrics ]

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