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Who Are The Pimps?

KRS-One / Boogie Down Productions
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Stick up! All fly pajamas in the air And turn around with your face to the ground Stick up! Here we go Who are the pimps? Who are the pimps? Wimps, sittin' behind a desk You only get a glimpse of their action or reaction When you don't respond to them TAXING! You fuck 'em up when your tax exempt Like for the church, the rules were somehow bent The more money you make, the more money you can have You lose your mind after a while tryin' to just Grab and grab and grab and grab and grab Until the pimps roll around real mad What they sayin'? "Pick up that money, ho!" Did none of the work, but now a part of the show You're a ho, your pimp roll around real fresh Got letters on their chest spellin' I-R-S And they be taxin' ass and sittin' back relaxin' Pimpin' Asian, European, Blacks and Chicano Haha, but they can't pimp a wino Why? Because a wino don't want nothin' It's when you try to get ahead they start frontin' Capitalism, the system of pimps and hoes I'm sorry that's the way it goes In this particular system, everyone's a slave Racist is how they want us to behave White Johnny be fightin' Black Michael Both are blind to the system's sick cycle In a circle, psychotically they slay the other with a grin Because the color of their skin Pick up that money, ho! Pick up that money, ho! Pick up that money, ho! Now we don't want to get you all alarmed A little education never did you no harm When Africa's free, the African will be free Capitalism says we're all in slavery They're not lookin' at the color of a human brother April 15th, they're lookin' at your mother Pick up that money, ho! You work all week and now your money has to go to a pimp And it's you that limp They cut your check and take a tip Don't wanna hear no lip about support a family 'Cause on a piece of paper, that's a fantasy They don't care if you're in a bad mood Your wife needs shoes, your kid needs food Uh-uh, pick up that money, honey The pimp's so serious they're funny They'll look you straight into your face And tell you that your money's going to a good place Like Social Security or welfare But if you go to the Bahamas, you'll see them all there Pick up that money, ho! Pick up that money, ho! Pick up that money, ho! Pick up that money, ho!