Текст (слова) песни: Paris - Bush Killa

*30 seconds of Bush news snippets*

"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*

Here I go, an angry brother finna make his move (P Dog)
But can I buck him in the city so I never lose? (P Dog)
See I`m a get him the crowd with a couple heavies (P Dog)
And lay the barrel to the ground, hold the gat steady (P Dog)
And now I`m ready for my adversary, talk is cheap (P Dog)
I`m looking for a way to make a plan and keep it neat (P Dog)
And check it out and make around and pick a rooftop (P Dog)
And get a spot where the view`s hot, set up shop (P Dog)
Cause all I wanna see is motherfucking brains hanging (P Dog)
Another level when it`s me and Devils gangbanging (P Dog)
So don`t be telling me to get the nine, violent spirit (P Dog)
Cause when I`m violent is the only time the devils hear it (P Dog)
Rat-tat-tat goes the gat to his devil`s face (P Dog)
I hope he think about how he done us when he lay to waste (P Dog)
And get the feeling of the peeling from the other side
>From guns given to my people from my own kind (P Dog)
So get with Ollie cause I`m probably fin to make you mad (P Dog)
I`m steady waiting for the day I get to see his ass (P Dog)
And give him two from the barrel of a black guerrilla (P Dog)
And that`s real from the motherfucking Bush Killa

*laughing* "I understand that time is running out"

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 kill off the black man?
But I know your master plan
So we`ll see who stops the black guerrilla
P Dog the Bush Killa

It`s P Dog the Bush Killa

Tolerance is getting thinner
Cause Iraq never called me "nigger"
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
Victim to the mentacide of the double-wide
Most black folks be made to die
Keeping `em on and on
Keeping ya on and on
Now my brother down south said "Fuck 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 Killa

"He`s been shot!" "The president is dead"

Yeah, it`s P Dog the Bush Killa

"Nodbody move, just stay where you are"

So where`s he at?
I just might wait for his motherfucking ass on a rooftop next tour
Bucking stone cause I`m known to play for keeps
Lay low to the flow and keep it neat
And send his ass home belly up
Should`ve listened to the facts that the black`s been telling ya
It`s no suprise 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 motherfuckers 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 Killa

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