[Intro: C. Tucker] It is obscene, it is obscene, it is In 1992 the Canadian Supreme Court ruled that it was more important to ban speech that is dehumanizing to women than to protect free speech. Now we see the direct and indirect effects. We see the in murder, in abuse, in battles, teen prostitution, and teen suicide. We hear the wailing mothers, the grieving sisters, the tormented brothers and fathers, and children planning their own funeral with pink dresses and pink caskets. If the filth that is portrayed in these gangsta rap videos and art is not obscene then I submit that nothing is obscene
[Verse 1: da 5'9"] We started off as We had the Congress mad at the genre get rid of us Now it's like we not even to be good It's like we sitting ducks in the eyes of evil I open windows with that the wind blows [?] blessings Set my next to my dresser with the Nintendo, and yes The on the AK 47 and its [?] are invoked It's time, it's time to move I guess we our window to try to prove something Spot a whack producer from across the up to him, smack his hookah across the moon Break a plaque over a rapper back Go and toss that bitch into a lagoon Go into the of the art form with a harpoon They ain't enough to stand the field with us You gon' to retire me It's like four or five of you rappers who can actually inspire me I be out here telling the I should sign my autograph a polygraph I move in get to you 'fore you could brace yourself Cause I'm put yo' ass in a body cast Y'all lollygag --- not me This evening I'm with the biggest having the most prestigious dinner You eating Church's Chicken with suspicious fictitious I'm a living legend, you a spinner I'm getting cheddar, tryna catch up to my past M's And I'm better, tryna catch up and pass Em' I be out, you could ask them Everything I spit be sick, gag Everything I wear be tailor-made to fit, trim Huh, it seem like everybody out right now wanna be 'Pac I'm zoning, stirring the pot I'm to go so motherfucking Lamont Coleman This to be disturbing to watch While I'm out here the drop Your favorite rapper 'bout to get cleaned up, in a box laundry detergent, pushing 'round these birds with a mop Tryna stay in a genius, creative state of Tryna stay sharper straight sharks in a 'gator pond her down, all for the greater good and the greater grind While they denying now, all heathens be crying 'bout Taking of two, three dudes but these people be lying We it G, we keeping the iron out feed negativity, we eating vagina while Keeping it Zion, we turning the streets of to a D zoo Eating while we feed people to The dude did eyeball, with me psycho and He think that he Luke, he to lift you and make you skywalk You don't wanna with none of his make-believe truth They'll make the speak too He'll do the R2D2 to art Until it's parts of a Threw a piece of your in a jar for the people To at Juilliard I'm the best at who we are, that's fucking food for Nobody else thinking like me thus far though Subpar
[Interlude: C. Tucker] For 400 years, profit came before principle. We marched for our right to at Selma, I was there with Dr. King. Music that glorifies and promotes violence with guns, knives, and drugs and that includes all this rap, that's it. We march again and we're gonna keep on marching
[Verse 2: da 5'9"] I make mouthpiece obese like Delores While I'm pies like Patti LaBelle, Sara Lee all the bark with Gargamel off of the cherry tree King of the dark art, all is pale to me Let the hail from the evil word flip fury While hip-hop stay colorful fruity like RiFF RaFF I enter into a different intuitiveness on I just new beats You just the next wave to catch a catchphrase I'm a neck brace to the next crazy contestant who should step to me, net pay Tell paparazzi I'm sales tax to media In order to picture these digits, press will to capture Loch Ness On the back of a or capture a meteor Me, I left the frying pan like the Devil's last ingredient While wept I made boss music flunkies relate to Better each time I came through I held back the previous Look, I'm the real These niggas just to provide dangerous detail If any of y'all is any flyer than me here niggas listen to sign language, probably speak Braille Me, I'm just to stick my dick in the dirt that or a model, these Ether raps are the Bible I'm gon' for a bottle or being a [?] for a throttle One of the living rap forefathers who wouldn't ask for a dollar My style lethal Streaming out your club when your drop Like a single drop of blood off the of a vulture Uh, I my key off in the car door Just as I was on my way to a quarter key off [?] I'm an angel at My threshold for pain goes farther than a who's been ordered to war So at 3:45, which, by the way, is a quarter a to Somebody ask me for for a dollar While I spray your ass with four fours More layers 44 [?] Vocabulary lords sicker Herbie's recording thesaurus The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the morning before fornicating the They gave birth to me 44 days later drinking a 40 at the coroner's Therefore, this is than just my dormitory This is the place I come to look Benjamin in the face So when you gon' end up getting Like four and four Icicles is made of blood-boiling alluring gore I'm here to combine all Bar Exams for a fourth I shoot the shit as deep as [?] though, so it's four to four While driving a Ford wondering why look at me foreign for