A Bird In The Hand
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๐ Lyrics
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
Pass 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 punch the
Clock 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 douche
A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
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 nigga 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
But blacks are too fuckin' 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)
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
Pass 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 punch the
Clock 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 douche
A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
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 nigga 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
But blacks are too fuckin' 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)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.66] Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
[00:18.05] Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
[00:20.39] Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
[00:22.92] But that's not likely so here's my application
[00:25.76] Pass it to the man at AT&T
[00:28.27] 'Cause when I was in school I got the A-E-E
[00:30.95] But there's no S-E for this youngsta
[00:33.76] I didn't have no money so now I have to punch the
[00:36.40] Clock like a slave, that's what be happenin'
[00:38.57] But whitey says there's no room for the African
[00:41.63] Always knew that I would clock G's
[00:44.20] But welcome to McDonald's can I take your order please
[00:47.17] Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
[00:49.65] 'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
[00:52.32] Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
[00:55.10] What about diapers, bottles, and similac
[00:57.75] Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
[01:00.11] For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
[01:02.67] Or should I just wait for help from Bush
[01:05.41] Or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
[01:08.27] If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
[01:10.88] A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
[01:14.50] To the corner house bitches
[01:16.27] Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges
[01:19.60] Or anybody that he know
[01:21.63] So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
[01:25.11] Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
[01:30.11] So now you put the feds against me
[01:32.48] 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
[01:35.60] I'm never givin' love again
[01:37.65] But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be republican
[01:40.65] Now I remember I used to be cool
[01:43.15] Till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
[01:45.95] Now senators are gettin' high
[01:48.58] And your plan against the ghetto backfired
[01:51.32] So now you got a pep talk
[01:53.42] But sorry, this is our only room to walk
[01:56.83] 'Cause we don't want to drug push
[01:58.78] But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
[02:06.63] Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
[02:11.70] Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
[02:17.12]
[00:18.05] Gots to get a job 'cause I was a high school dad
[00:20.39] Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
[00:22.92] But that's not likely so here's my application
[00:25.76] Pass it to the man at AT&T
[00:28.27] 'Cause when I was in school I got the A-E-E
[00:30.95] But there's no S-E for this youngsta
[00:33.76] I didn't have no money so now I have to punch the
[00:36.40] Clock like a slave, that's what be happenin'
[00:38.57] But whitey says there's no room for the African
[00:41.63] Always knew that I would clock G's
[00:44.20] But welcome to McDonald's can I take your order please
[00:47.17] Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
[00:49.65] 'Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
[00:52.32] Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
[00:55.10] What about diapers, bottles, and similac
[00:57.75] Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
[01:00.11] For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
[01:02.67] Or should I just wait for help from Bush
[01:05.41] Or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
[01:08.27] If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
[01:10.88] A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
[01:14.50] To the corner house bitches
[01:16.27] Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges
[01:19.60] Or anybody that he know
[01:21.63] So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
[01:25.11] Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
[01:30.11] So now you put the feds against me
[01:32.48] 'Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
[01:35.60] I'm never givin' love again
[01:37.65] But blacks are too fuckin' broke to be republican
[01:40.65] Now I remember I used to be cool
[01:43.15] Till I stopped fillin' out my W-2
[01:45.95] Now senators are gettin' high
[01:48.58] And your plan against the ghetto backfired
[01:51.32] So now you got a pep talk
[01:53.42] But sorry, this is our only room to walk
[01:56.83] 'Cause we don't want to drug push
[01:58.78] But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush
[02:06.63] Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
[02:11.70] Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
[02:17.12]