[Intro: C. Delores 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 rise in murder, in abuse, in battles, teen prostitution, and teen suicide. We hear the 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
1: Royce da 5'9"] We started off as We had the Congress mad at the genre get rid of us Now it's we not even trying to be good It's like we just sitting ducks in the of evil I open windows with that the wind blows [?] blessings Set my next to my dresser with the Nintendo, and yes The extendo's on the AK 47 and its [?] are It's time, it's time to something I guess we our window to try to prove something Spot a producer from across the room up to him, smack his hookah across the moon Break a plaque over a rapper back Go and toss bitch into a dark lagoon Go into the heart of the art with a harpoon They ain't skilled to stand the field with us You gon' have to me It's only four or five of you rappers who can actually inspire me I be out telling the truth I should sign my autograph with a I move in Tryna get to you 'fore you could yourself I'm tryna put yo' ass in a body cast Y'all lollygag --- not me This evening I'm with the spenders having the most prestigious dinner You eating Church's Chicken with fictitious sinners I'm a living legend, you a spinner I'm getting cheddar, they catch up to my past M's And I'm getting better, tryna 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 While I'm zoning, the pot I'm 'bout to go so Lamont Coleman This 'bout to be disturbing to While I'm out here the drop Your favorite rapper 'bout to get up, served in a box laundry detergent, pushing 'round these birds with a mop Tryna in a genius, creative state of mind Tryna stay sharper than sharks in a 'gator pond Grate her down, all for the good and the greater grind they denying now, all these heathens be crying 'bout Taking care of two, 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 while we feed people to lions The did eyeball, with me psycho and schizo He that he Luke, he like to lift you and make you skywalk You don't wanna play none of his make-believe truth They'll make the speak too He'll do the R2D2 to art Until it's of a easel Threw a piece of your heart in a jar for the To dissect at I'm the best at who we are, fucking food for thought Nobody else been thinking like me thus far cerebrals
[Interlude: C. Tucker] For 400 years, profit 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 gangsta rap, that's it. We march again and we're gonna keep on marching
[Verse 2: da 5'9"] I make your mouthpiece like Delores While I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle, Lee Eating all the bark Gargamel off of the cherry tree King of the dark art, all is compared to me Let the hail from the evil flip hath fury While stay colorful fruity like RiFF RaFF jewelry I enter a different intuitiveness on instruments I whiplash new beats You just the next wave to catch a catchphrase I'm just a neck brace to the next crazy who should step to me, net pay Tell I'm charging sales tax to media In order to picture these digits, will have to capture Loch Ness On the of a hellcat or capture a meteor Me, I left from the frying pan like the Devil's ingredient While Jesus I made boss music flunkies relate to Better each time I came through like I held back the Look, I'm the real These niggas just here to provide detail If any of y'all MCM's is any than me here These niggas listen to sign language, probably speak Me, I'm just to stick my dick in the dirt Either that or a model, these raps are the Bible I'm gon' relapse for a bottle or a [?] Relax for a One of the last living rap who wouldn't ask for a dollar My lethal ferocious Streaming out club when your single drop Like a single drop of off the beak of a vulture Uh, I broke my key off in the car Just as I was on my way to a quarter key off [?] I'm an angel at My threshold for pain goes than a marine 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 different layers than 44 [?] Vocabulary sicker than Herbie's recording thesaurus The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the morning fornicating the Lord They gave to me 44 days later drinking a 40 at the coroner's door Therefore, this is more than my dormitory This is the safe I come to look Benjamin in the face So when you end up getting ate? Like four and four Icicles is made of blood-boiling water alluring I'm to combine all three Bar Exams for a fourth While I the shit as deep as [?] though, so it's four to four While driving a Ford wondering why guys look at me for