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[sample] We don't make no damn mickey mouse music I, I, I shot the sheriff I, I, I shot the sheriff I, I, I shot the sheriff F.T.S. with The Coup, whatchu wanna do? F.T.S., Coup Undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent Letras de cancionesI'll kick back and live life immaculate You say undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate Exchange data, no contact, no matter Eternally, you'll find information to be, God Sent The soul, my body's being spent like some dope shit All the way from across the Atlantic Ocean See, I can't help but talk about the way my people been raped But about now, I'm 'bout to set some shit straight To all you late bloomers and early consumers Ignore the rumors Who has made the whole mission backslide to homicide Almost to damn near genocide We all need to check our soul inside Have you ever seen a human body landslide How 'bout some tanks doin' a drive-by Or a bomber droppin' napalm from way high We long live, but sometimes we got to die The whole world's about to bow and that ain't no lie You better find yourself before yourself takes all your time One more gen now Undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate You say undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate Bump you... It got to be Hot to me A cop to me, could burn in hell We rebel We don't swell like the pressure tester. Messed up shakin' that shit for free whoo! Icy cold delivery Deliberately slippery when wet The moist set Check out the hop hippin' It got you flippin while it's slippin' The hippity hop, hit you 'Cause it get you so damn krunk Being that wild shit, read God damn hump ransom stylus thick Rich 69 dollar shit Crazy, like the spice girl Finga lickin', kickin' Savory, flavory expedition mission Free the land Africa, Africa listen Listen... Bring it back now Undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate You say undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate [Boots] Do you feel it I can feel it Now if this party was class I'd be a teacher it's FTS and The Coup a double feature Now if this party was a car I'd be the driver I'm rappin' third the mic is smellin' like saliva The emperor, that motherfucker's... ass naked We'll take you hidin' than you got your last dank hit It's not surprising that when folks start to uprising there's police on the horizon They been there all along they just they good at their disguising The po-po's supposed to keep the peace they got to make the bosses' money increase You never seen the police break up a strike by hittin' the boss with his baton pipe And you ain't never goin' see one but when we take over it's goin' be bumpijn' like Re-run Boots from the Coup Lightin' the dark, like the toka Much love to my folkers, all aces and jokers Undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate You say undas, cops, pigs and shit They be gettin' on my nerves I'm 'bout to have a fit I need land, a place where no money is spent I'll kick back and live life immaculate FTS, The Coup A-hah From Letras Mania