Paris (Rapper) - Bush k**a lyrics

[Intro] *30 seconds of Bush news snippets* "I understand that time is running out" "Ooooh look, it's the president! Hey Mr. President!" "Okay, there he go. Easy, easy, don't lose sight, wait Two, three and...NOW!" (gunshots, screaming) [Verse 1] Here I go, an angry brother finna make his move But can I buck him in the city so I never lose? See I'm a get him the crowd with a couple heavies And lay the barrel to the ground, hold the gat steady And now I'm ready for my adversary, talk is cheap I'm looking for a way to make a plan and keep it neat And check it out and make around and pick a rooftop And get a spot where the view's hot, set up shop Cause all I wanna see is motherf**ing brains hanging Another level when it's me and Devils g**ning So don't be telling me to get the nonviolent spirit Cause when I'm violent is the only time the devils hear it Rat-tat-tat goes the gat to his devil's face I hope he think about how he done us when he lay to waste And get the feeling of the peeling from the other side From guns given to my people from my own kind So get with Ollie cause I'm probably finna make you mad I'm steady waiting for the day I get to see his a** And give him two from the barrel of a black guerrilla And that's real from the motherf**ing Bush k**a [Interlude] (laughter) "I understand that time is running out" [Verse 2] Now who is able to make war with the beast? It starts with "P" Trumpets sound when I push the program And set my sight on a serpent man Swinging the sword of the righteous Make devils drop and they just can't spite this Genocide and the minds of men make Brothers like me fill up with hate I smell a skunk in the air Cause your program still ain't fair So who you wanna blame for the Hate That Hate Made? When P let off and pigs get sprayed Y'all wanna k** off the black man? But I know your master plan So we'll see who stops the black guerrilla P Dog the Bush k**a It's P Dog the Bush k**a [Verse 3] Tolerance is getting thinner Cause Iraq never called me n***a So what I wanna go off and fight a war for? You best believe I got your draft card So bad to hate somebody else But much worse to hate yourself Wise up to the mentacide of the devil Why must black folk be made to die? Keeping 'em on and on Keeping ya on and on Now my brother down south said "f** the Police" I'm saying "No Justice, No Peace" So why'd you stick 'em like that? Cause everybody want to get the black But we'll see who stop the black guerrilla P Dog the Bush k**a [Interlude] "He's been shot!" "The president is dead" Yeah, it's P Dog the Bush k**a "Nobody move, just stay where you are" [Verse 4] So where's he at? I just might wait for his motherf**ing a** on a rooftop next tour Buck his dome cause I'm known to play for keeps Lay low to the flow and keep it neat And send his a** home belly up Should've listened to the facts that the black's been telling ya It's no surprise that a brother's got wise Now rat-tat-tat-tat, it's an eye for an eye Now I'm in it, got to die before we see That motherf**ers don't give a damn for you or me So wear a vest on your chest and the rest stand still For P Dog the Bush k**a