(Boots)
Ahhhhhhh yesss, ah-heh
Tell me somethin
Were you, about to make a decision?
Was it, one of... THOSE decisions?
Ya know, when ya, gotta decide, between
What's good, for you? And what's good, for the struggle
Well before you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil' story
E-Roc, kick it
(E-Roc)
Pressure, is gettin to my dome, see
I need some food for my little boy's tummy
Pulled up a chair just to think about my situation
Don't have a job, 'cause jackin is the occupation
Fuck The System, you know that it's all wrong
I got my gauge, yeah now my mission's on
Checked on my baby, good he was sound asleep
'Cause money was my thoughts as I began to creep
Down the street the corner store, was on my mind
"Freeze!" with the sounds of clips was in my behind
I turned around but before I could pull my trigger
In they ass, on the ground, laid another nigger
I was trippin', slippin' labelled as a dummy
But can you blame me, I did it for da mo-ah-money
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