Brothers on the block making bankroll

The billion dollar dream is the dream for the cash flow

Little do they know they're a little or a big hoe

But they have a car they can side at the sideshow

I'm the type of brother that'll tell another "Hell no"

To the seller struck hiking rocks in a hellhole

Whether you can slide you can glide in your hoo-ride

But you're gonna drown in the high tide of genocide

Brothers give my five but it's live jive

Can't understand with their hands in a beehive

I'mma take a risk on the dis take a big dive

Just to make it rhyme on time I'll say "Overdrive"

Missed 'em I'm not with them but they're victims

Cause they're just a part not the start of the system

No hocus pocus that's the focuse of the song

Hope that you can learn this and one day sing along

A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup

An exposé of foul play against me and you

Sing it

It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x4)

(Still don't nothing move but the money)

(Man Boots what you talking about?)

Explicit and implicit are the exploits

I'm speaking of the society that's living off me

No jumps and coast to coasting in a Detroit

No I am a factor that they don't need

Cause labels are stable in this big world

Talking 'bout sex, you're a boy or a girl

Talking 'bout a kind you're a jerk or the jerker

Talking economics you're the boss or the worker

Right about now I'm gonna change the flow

Going straight up like my new wave afro

I say it and they play it

Do you hear me though you're guessing there's a lesson

But teach me, I want to know

Conjunction junction what's my function?

Connected with the genocidal pace of a race reduction

Funny there's no money for my people's production

The Coup is not through cause we've got some gumption

A victim in a system about cold cash

If you don't make it then they treat you like trash

Dispose of you tonight if not in the morning

This is not a prophecy, this is just a warning

A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup

An exposé of foul play against me and you

Sing it

It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x4)

Hey hold up we're about to let the DJ scratch here

(Well let him scratch then)

...

At times I find my mind can think fast

Like when a pig has a trigger saying nigger that's your ass

Thoughts of a slave master rise from the past

The past is the present cause I still feel the lash

It's against the law just to be black

Cause the war on drugs is just thugs on the attack

The C is not the source of course so just get back

Why try a lot, I doubt it's just about crack

Brothers on the block making bankroll

Maybe could the dream be the dream of an overthrow?

If so no mo' we'll play the big toe

In a shoe that's cramped so break a brother's sole

Slip and stuck slowly to the same game

Several hundred years we have been in a chain gang

Let our shackles only add on to a migraine

Old fame, thoughts of pain slowly drive me insane

But then I started rapping for The Coup

A lot of rappers out there just looking for the pay-off

Listen to the message that the Boots brings to you

The Coup is just a group to bring order out of chaos

People pick problems out and isolate

Misguiding many to think it's a mistake

Well I'm the Boots and I'm here to set 'em straight

My information leads me to think there's foul play

A clearly cut case co-opted by The Coup

An exposé of foul play against me and you

Sing it

It's funky, it's funky, it's funky, it's a funky situation (x3