Ice Cube - Bird in the Hand Lyrics lyrics

(Big Bird: Sesame Street) Hey look at this! I was cleaning out my nest And I found a book of my old poetry (Ice Cube) 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 like I was rappin' to the nation But that's not likely so here's my application Pa** it to the man at AT&T 'Cause when I was in school I got the A-E-E But there's no S-E for this youngsta I didn't have no money so now I have to hunch the Back like a slave, that's what be happenin' But whitey says there's no room for the African Always knew that I would clock G's But welcome to McDonald's can I take your order please Gotta sell 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 gotta go 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 douch e A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood To the corner house b**hes, Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges Or anybody that he know So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo Now everybody know I went from po' to a n***a that got dough So now you put the feds against me 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency I'm never givin' love again 'Cause blacks are too f**in' broke to be republican Now I remember I used to be cool Till 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 to drug push But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush Tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live (yeah) Tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live (yeah)