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Should there at any time become a clear and present danger
Initiated by the radical elements threatening the operations of
The government of the United States of America, members of this
Radical element shall be transported to detention centers until
Such time as their threat has been eliminated, code King Alfred
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bring Obama back, tell 'em bring Obama back (Back)
Got the Uzi and a cannon, where the drama at? (Rrah, rrah)
Oh, they askin' for a favor, where the commas at?
Uno, dos, tres, ayy, cuatro, cinco, seis, ayy
We shall overcome (Ayy)
And if we don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)
They comin' with the sticks and the drums (Ayy)
The money make the band sound great (Ba-ba-ba-bop)
What's your rate? (What's your rate?)
I'd rather do the flight than wear a cape (Phew)
R.I.P. to STP the Great (R.I.P.)
SMG, we got it out the crate (SMG here)
Ring a bell and make a nigga late
Like what it do, Bob?
This a war zone, send 'em to the gulag
They was talkin' shit, now they talk to 2Pac
Now they J.F.K. with the roof off
Like we shall overcome (Ayy)
And if we don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)
They comin' with the sticks and the drums (Ayy)
The money make the band sound great (Ba-ba-ba-bop)
Ayy, she know I'm daddy, so she goin' to Baghdad like a militant
I make the lil' bitch calm down, I'm a Ritalin
Talk behind my back, but you actin' like you innocent
We no longer cool, why you actin' like we friends again?
When bass up, make a check hit
I buy commercial real estate, not a necklace
Someone throw a brick at my stepfather Lexus
1-1-1-0-6, That's the address, bitch
Ayy, Bowie, Maryland, just to be exact
He stole my mama house, ain't no G in that
Countin' up my own money, now I'm free at last
Uno, dos, tres, ayy, cuatro, cinco, seis, ayy
We shall overcome (Ayy)
And if we don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)
They comin' with the sticks and the drums (Ayy)
The money make the band soundโ shh
Bring Obama back, tell 'em bring Obama back (Back)
Got the Uzi and a cannon, where the drama at? (Rrah, rrah)
Oh, they askin' for a favor, where the commas at?
Uno, dos, tres, ayy, cuatro, cinco, seis, ayy
Um, it's 1972
An election year, and once again
Black people are running for their lives
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