lirik lagu the coup - get up
dead prez, the coup
people army, where the g’s at?
c’mon… f-ck the police
ay y’all ready for this sh-t for y’all trunk?
y’all ready to get this b-tch crunk?
[hook]
you got to get up right now
turn the system upside down
you’re ‘sposed to be fed up right now
turn the system upside down
get up!
[stic.]
honestly, i’m against this government
i ain’t gotta cover it up, that’s what i meant
sick of payin bills and i’m sick of payin rent
seem like i work all the time but don’t know where the money went
and the funny bit is we supposed to like this sh-t
but all y’all politicians can bite this d-ck
it’s a war goin on, the ghetto is a cage
they only give you two choices; be a rebel or a slave
(so what you do?) so i rebel
like a ulcer in the belly of the beast stayin true to it
since my home street days in the blue buick
n-gg-s been fightin so long seem like i’m used to it
now what y’all know ’bout how the coup do it
truth fluid, boots put the funk to it, ain’t nothin to it
this is for the g’s all the way to the bay
for ‘frisco to oakland all over l.a., ya gotta get up
[hook]
[boots]
now uhh, this fella, spits yella, never been a snitch tella
one paystub from my home as ditch dweller
yellin “f-ck ’em rocafella” my sh-t b-mp in acapella
my lyrical qoutes are nervous notes to bank tellers
when we call it off, we haulin off, molotovs and bricks
mr. bailiff you could put that in the transcipts
hope your motherf-ckin paddywagon van flips
some saw it off, i prefer hand-grips
quote us, you know it’s colder than a 3-day notice
pay or quit, there’s more of us than the lies your mayor spit
i’m on some “i hate the game but love the player” sh-t
is you a “have” or you a “have not”?
when you run out of bullets grab rocks
cuz the prison don’t slam locks
it don’t open when your fam knocks, ‘less you rich and have stocks
fight the power like a motherf-ckin zulu
it’s the coup plus kanume and mutulu
so raise your hands in the air like you’re born again
but make a fist for the struggle we was born to win
[hook]
[m1]
when i hear the woop-woop, i be duckin them hoes
i can smell a pig comin, so i stay on my toes
on the low from po-po, so f-ck the ho-lice
cuz peace to me is loaded under my seat
and i know power respect that, so ‘serve and protect’ that
i’m young, black, and just don’t give a f-ck – try me
grillin you right back, you better drive by me
we the people army is known to get rowdy
and even if you a friend of the blue
you can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable
this h-ll we livin is never forgivable
it come down to dp and the coup
remember huey, bobby hutton, george, fred and them
f-ck the po-po, local, state, fed and them
you better choose your side, crip – blood – 415
it’s one team, get up and let’s ride!
writer: levay, sylvester / prager, stephan
lyrics © warner/chappell music, inc., sony/atv music publishing llc, kobalt music publishing ltd., ultra tunes, royalty network, universal music publishing group, emi music publishing
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