B: Hello
D: Yes, I would like to speak to Boots from the rap group The Coop.
B: It`s The Coup, and this is Boots. Speak
D: Well my name is Dick Doolittle and I`m a reporter from Grime
magazine
and we would like to comment on the tragic riots--
B: Not a riot, it`s a rebellion
D: Well the tragic rebellion?
B: Man, tragic for who?
D: Well there`s havoc in the streets, the police have lost control
over the
people, criminals are running free from jail, and people are actually
taking property from big businesses, it`s full of complete chaos
B: That`s not chaos, that`s progress
D: Mm-hmm, OK, is that your comment?
B: No, this is it
[Boots]
Check it out, it`s the motherfucking C-O-U
To the P now you`re fucking with the real dudes
Who will meet you with a fleet of brothers in the street
Getting drunk off liberation fuck the Hennessey
Cause you calmly kept us down for far too long
Now you`re going up in smoke like Cheech and Chong
And the song I Ain`t the Nigga is the Constitution
Niggers die but Africans make revolution
So what happens when a people do not get their dues
Well it`s tried there`s a riot so flip on the news
And let`s go reach the 98th here in Oaktown
But let`s just say for story`s sake that it`s in your town
A hundred brothers taking factories, Warren`s law is gutters
And now they`re handing out free chicken and free peanut butter
Free food to the people, how it should be
But now let`s go a few blocks over to 7-3
Channel 2 says at the mall twelve cops got shot
Cause there`s eight hundred sisters taking over Eastmont
With nines and AK`s doing the right think like Spike Lee
And now their babies got free Pampers and free Nikes
Up at the schoolhouse they said motherfuck a hall pass
Until you teach the truth, check it we ain`t going to class
You`re teaching lies, we got wise, now we realize
There`s no end to this road, you disguised the prize
So peep game for real mental penetration
Our education`s liberation
Things ain`t gon` never be the same x2
At 6-9 there`s a rally and it`s swinging
Through the crowd with a thousand voices singing
Once upon a time in the projects, yo
Motherfuckers took over, and now we running the show
We don`t give a damn about section eight though
For what we really need we`re gonna have to take mo`
The same thing was heard in the A courts
In Kendall Village, across the bay in Fillmore
And in the hills where all the rich folks live
They`re in shock we`re not failing to vote and build
Instead of brothers on stage singing Do me
A black man has a gauge singing Do this, see?
All of a sudden everybody is out of jail
But it`s funny cause no one is out on bail
And somebody shoved some police against the wall
I guess today they should`ve worn their clean drawers
Cause an ambulance came, that`s the reality
There`s now a new meaning to police brutality
All we need is satisfaction
We don`t want just a fraction
And we`ve come to
A conclusion
Revolution is the solution
Check it
Now the uzi`s that were once used to kill each other
Are now used to serve and protect the brothers
And the sisters cause they`re packing .45`s and nines
We`re down for revolution not just down for their behinds
Cause the word is heard across the bay and in L.A.
In New York, NY, Chicago, and Atlanta, G-A
We gives a fuck if you`ve got money and the millions
Cause motherfucker we`ve got posse in the billions
So break yourself Bush, it`s collection day
Break yourself Trump, it`s collection day
Break yourself DuPont, it`s collection day
You stole the shit from my great granddaddy anyway
The liquor stores around, but they`re not selling beer or ale
Motherfuckers selling Molotov cocktails
To the crew, so light up a brew
And this is what is meant by a god damned coup
DJ O on the cut y`all
Ah yes, K-Mack`s on the strings y`all
