Skipp Coon - Binary Thinking lyrics

[Verse] Shotgun, handgun, chopper Big Mac, Baconator, Whopper Schoolboy stuff a bully in a locker, metal like a rocker Party hard red cups, red top Taaka My buddies had Dickies and my mama bought Dockers Slumlord jackal, no love for the copper Rapper impostor, dope boy pretender The road full of bait, we ain't talking fender Buddy talk tough, but I know that man tender Skipp open deli turn a pig to into skinner Done for the dinner, zip codes pick winners Drones bomb progressive, conservative is center So it don't matter who you vote for, both sides want war IMF, Bilderberg, Haliburton, News Corp It's 101 Dalmatians, I'm Cujo Buddy got game, but the whistles on them white folks Everybody got jokes, everybody laughing Everybody got work, everybody trapping Everybody Blood and everybody else Crip But everybody surprised when the shan hit the fit Cop did it acquit, scraps all the n******gs get Give 'em chains, give 'em whips, give 'em fame to make you rich Wolves turn to poodles in the presence of the ritz Guard dogs won't growl when their owners tell 'em sit You watching from the porch, how you sitting on the fence Cuz you was never on the field, we was planning our ascent My folk was in the dope house for books and his rent We did on the strength what you did for a mint We was plotting on a yard, you was pleading for a inch Middle finger to the bailiff and that pig on the bench It's a war on the poor, I'm with the poor in the trench Cuz the people is something you either for or against