[Intro: C. Tucker] It is obscene, it is obscene, it is In 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 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 like we not even trying to be good It's like we just ducks in the eyes of evil I open windows with hopes that the wind [?] blessings Set my Timbo's next to my with the Nintendo, and yes The extendo's on the AK 47 and its [?] are time, it's time to move something I guess we missed our window to try to prove Spot a whack producer from across the Walk up to him, smack his hookah across the a platinum plaque over a rapper back Go and toss that into a dark lagoon Go into the heart of the art form with a They ain't skilled enough to the field with us You have to retire me It's only like four or five of you who can actually inspire me I be out here the truth I sign my autograph with a polygraph I move in Tryna get to you you could brace yourself Cause I'm tryna put yo' ass in a body Y'all lollygag --- not me This evening I'm with the biggest spenders the most prestigious dinner You eating Church's with suspicious fictitious sinners I'm a living legend, you a fidget I'm cheddar, they tryna catch up to my past M's And I'm getting better, catch up and pass Em' I be out, you could ask them Everything I be sick, gag phlegm Everything I wear be tailor-made to fit, trim Huh, it seem like everybody out here right now wanna be I'm zoning, stirring the pot I'm 'bout to go so Lamont Coleman This to be disturbing to watch I'm out here swerving the drop Your favorite rapper 'bout to get up, served in a box Like detergent, pushing 'round these birds with a mop Tryna stay in a genius, creative state of Tryna stay sharper than sharks in a 'gator pond Grate her down, all for the good and the greater grind While they now, all these heathens be crying 'bout Taking of two, three dudes but these people be lying We keeping it G, we the iron out They feed negativity, we eating while Keeping it Zion, we turning the of Detroit to a D zoo while we feed people to lions 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 the iron speak too He'll do the to your art it's parts of a easel Threw a piece of heart in a jar for the people To dissect at I'm the best at who we are, that's fucking for thought Nobody else been thinking like me thus far cerebrals
[Interlude: C. Delores 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 gangsta rap, that's it. We march again and we're keep on marching
2: Royce da 5'9"] I make your obese like Delores I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle, Sara Lee Eating all the bark Gargamel off of the cherry tree King of the dark art, all is compared to me Let the from the evil word flip hath fury While stay colorful fruity like RiFF RaFF jewelry I into a different intuitiveness on instruments I just new beats You the next wave to catch a crazy catchphrase I'm just a brace to the next crazy contestant who should step to me, net pay Tell paparazzi I'm sales tax to media In to picture these digits, press will have to capture Loch Ness On the back of a hellcat or a meteor Me, I left from the frying pan the Devil's last ingredient While Jesus wept I made boss music flunkies to Better each time I through like 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 about to stick my dick in the Either that or a model, these Ether raps are the I'm gon' for a bottle or being a [?] Relax for a One of the last rap forefathers who wouldn't ask for a dollar My style ferocious Streaming out your when your single drop a single drop of blood off the beak of a vulture Uh, I my key off in the car door Just as I was on my way to score a key off [?] I'm an angel at My threshold for pain goes farther than a marine who's ordered to war So at 3:45, which, by the way, is a a to four Somebody ask me for for a dollar While I spray ass with four different fours layers than 44 [?] Vocabulary sicker than Herbie's recording thesaurus The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the before fornicating the Lord They birth to me 44 days later drinking a 40 at the coroner's door Therefore, this is than just my dormitory This is the safe place I come to look Benjamin in the So when you gon' end up getting ate? Like and four Icicles is made of blood-boiling alluring gore I'm here to all three Bar Exams for a fourth While I the shit as deep as [?] though, so it's four to four While a Ford wondering why guys look at me foreign for