A Bird in the Hand
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Say, look at this
I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poetry
Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad
Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid by rappin' to the nation
But that's not likely, so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
'Cause when I was in school I got the A.E.E
But there's no SC for this youngsta
I didn't have no money, so now I gotta punch the
Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man
But whitey says, "There's no room for the African"
Always knew that I would clock G's
But welcome to McDonald's, "May I take your order, please?"
Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer
'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes, that you never give me back
What about diapers, bottles, and Similac?
Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack
For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush?
Or Jesse Jackson, and Operation PUSH?
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
A Massengill, what the hell, crack will sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss Parker, little Joe, and Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
So I copped me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po'
To a nigga that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I never get love again
But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be Republican
Now I remember, I used to be cool
'Til I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' high
And your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
But sorry, this is our only room to walk
'Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush
Tell the politicians, the hustlers
"Live and let live" (yeah)
Tell the politicians, the hustlers
"Live and let live" (yeah)
I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poetry
Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad
Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid by rappin' to the nation
But that's not likely, so here's my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
'Cause when I was in school I got the A.E.E
But there's no SC for this youngsta
I didn't have no money, so now I gotta punch the
Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man
But whitey says, "There's no room for the African"
Always knew that I would clock G's
But welcome to McDonald's, "May I take your order, please?"
Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer
'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes, that you never give me back
What about diapers, bottles, and Similac?
Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack
For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush?
Or Jesse Jackson, and Operation PUSH?
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
A Massengill, what the hell, crack will sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss Parker, little Joe, and Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
So I copped me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po'
To a nigga that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I never get love again
But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be Republican
Now I remember, I used to be cool
'Til I stopped fillin' out my W-2
Now senators are gettin' high
And your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
But sorry, this is our only room to walk
'Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush
Tell the politicians, the hustlers
"Live and let live" (yeah)
Tell the politicians, the hustlers
"Live and let live" (yeah)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.01] Say, look at this
[00:01.15] I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poetry
[00:06.66]
[00:14.92] Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad
[00:17.71] Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
[00:20.36] Wish I got paid by rappin' to the nation
[00:22.96] But that's not likely, so here's my application
[00:25.75] Pass it to the man at AT&T
[00:28.21] 'Cause when I was in school I got the A.E.E
[00:30.97] But there's no SC for this youngsta
[00:33.52] I didn't have no money, so now I gotta punch the
[00:36.29] Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man
[00:39.03] But whitey says, "There's no room for the African"
[00:41.62] Always knew that I would clock G's
[00:44.27] But welcome to McDonald's, "May I take your order, please?"
[00:46.89] Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer
[00:49.60] 'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
[00:52.31] Now I pay taxes, that you never give me back
[00:55.12] What about diapers, bottles, and Similac?
[00:57.42] Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack
[00:59.80] For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
[01:02.69] Or should I just wait for help from Bush?
[01:05.27] Or Jesse Jackson, and Operation PUSH?
[01:08.06] If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
[01:10.35] A Massengill, what the hell, crack will sell in the neighborhood
[01:14.42] To the corner house bitches
[01:16.27] Miss Parker, little Joe, and Todd Bridges
[01:19.61] Or anybody that he know
[01:21.62] So I copped me a bird, better known as a kilo
[01:24.64] Now everybody know I went from po'
[01:28.05] To a nigga that got dough
[01:30.11] So now you put the feds against me
[01:32.45] 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
[01:35.68] I never get love again
[01:37.63] But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be Republican
[01:40.66] Now I remember, I used to be cool
[01:43.15] 'Til I stopped fillin' out my W-2
[01:45.99] Now senators are gettin' high
[01:48.52] And your plan against the ghetto backfired
[01:51.36] So now you got a pep talk
[01:53.17] But sorry, this is our only room to walk
[01:56.65] 'Cause we don't want a drug push
[01:58.56] But a bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush
[02:06.40] Tell the politicians, the hustlers
[02:09.58] "Live and let live" (yeah)
[02:11.73] Tell the politicians, the hustlers
[02:14.40] "Live and let live" (yeah)
[02:16.77]
[00:01.15] I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poetry
[00:06.66]
[00:14.92] Fresh out of school 'cause I was a high school grad
[00:17.71] Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
[00:20.36] Wish I got paid by rappin' to the nation
[00:22.96] But that's not likely, so here's my application
[00:25.75] Pass it to the man at AT&T
[00:28.21] 'Cause when I was in school I got the A.E.E
[00:30.97] But there's no SC for this youngsta
[00:33.52] I didn't have no money, so now I gotta punch the
[00:36.29] Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man
[00:39.03] But whitey says, "There's no room for the African"
[00:41.62] Always knew that I would clock G's
[00:44.27] But welcome to McDonald's, "May I take your order, please?"
[00:46.89] Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer
[00:49.60] 'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
[00:52.31] Now I pay taxes, that you never give me back
[00:55.12] What about diapers, bottles, and Similac?
[00:57.42] Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack
[00:59.80] For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
[01:02.69] Or should I just wait for help from Bush?
[01:05.27] Or Jesse Jackson, and Operation PUSH?
[01:08.06] If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
[01:10.35] A Massengill, what the hell, crack will sell in the neighborhood
[01:14.42] To the corner house bitches
[01:16.27] Miss Parker, little Joe, and Todd Bridges
[01:19.61] Or anybody that he know
[01:21.62] So I copped me a bird, better known as a kilo
[01:24.64] Now everybody know I went from po'
[01:28.05] To a nigga that got dough
[01:30.11] So now you put the feds against me
[01:32.45] 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
[01:35.68] I never get love again
[01:37.63] But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be Republican
[01:40.66] Now I remember, I used to be cool
[01:43.15] 'Til I stopped fillin' out my W-2
[01:45.99] Now senators are gettin' high
[01:48.52] And your plan against the ghetto backfired
[01:51.36] So now you got a pep talk
[01:53.17] But sorry, this is our only room to walk
[01:56.65] 'Cause we don't want a drug push
[01:58.56] But a bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush
[02:06.40] Tell the politicians, the hustlers
[02:09.58] "Live and let live" (yeah)
[02:11.73] Tell the politicians, the hustlers
[02:14.40] "Live and let live" (yeah)
[02:16.77]