[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 rise in murder, in abuse, in battles, teen prostitution, and teen suicide. We hear the wailing mothers, the grieving sisters, the tormented 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 mad at the whole genre get rid of us Now it's like we not even to be good It's like we just ducks in the eyes of evil I open windows with hopes that the wind blows [?] 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 missed our window to try to prove Spot a whack producer across the room up to him, smack his hookah across the moon Break a platinum over a rapper back Go and toss that into a dark lagoon Go into the of the art form with a harpoon They ain't skilled enough to stand the field us You gon' to retire me It's only like four or 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 with suspicious fictitious sinners I'm a legend, you a fidget spinner I'm cheddar, they tryna catch up to my past M's And I'm better, tryna catch up and pass Em' I be blacking out, you could ask I spit be sick, gag phlegm Everything I wear be to fit, Giraffe trim Huh, it seem like everybody out here now wanna be 'Pac While I'm zoning, the pot I'm 'bout to go so Lamont Coleman This 'bout to be to watch While I'm out here swerving the Your rapper 'bout to get cleaned up, served in a box Like detergent, pushing 'round these birds with a mop Tryna in a genius, creative state of mind Tryna stay than straight sharks in a 'gator pond Grate her down, all for the greater and the greater grind While denying now, all these heathens be crying 'bout Taking care of two, three dudes but people be lying We it G, we keeping the iron out They negativity, we eating vagina while it Zion, we turning the streets of Detroit to a D zoo Eating while we feed people to The did eyeball, with me psycho and schizo He think that he Luke, he like to you and make you skywalk You don't wanna with none of his make-believe truth They'll make the iron too do the R2D2 to your art Until parts of a easel a piece of your heart in a jar for the people To at Juilliard I'm the best at who we are, that's food for thought Nobody else been thinking like me 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 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 mouthpiece 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 art, all is pale compared to me Let the hail from the evil word flip fury hip-hop stay colorful fruity like RiFF RaFF jewelry I enter a different intuitiveness on instruments I just new beats You just the next wave to catch a catchphrase I'm just a brace to the next crazy contestant who should step to me, net pay Tell paparazzi I'm charging sales tax to In order to picture these digits, press will have to Loch Ness On the back of a hellcat or capture a Me, I left from the frying pan like the Devil's ingredient While Jesus wept I 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 MCM's is any flyer than me here These niggas listen to language, probably speak Braille Me, I'm just about to stick my in the dirt Either that or a model, Ether raps are the Bible I'm relapse for a bottle or being a [?] Relax for a One of the last living rap forefathers who ask for a dollar My lethal ferocious Streaming out your club when single drop Like a drop of blood off the beak of a vulture Uh, I my key off in the car door as I was on my way to score a quarter key off [?] I'm an at squalor My threshold for pain goes farther than a marine been ordered to war So at 3:45, which, by the way, is a quarter a to ask me for change for a dollar While I your ass with four different fours More than 44 [?] Vocabulary lords sicker than Herbie's thesaurus The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the morning before the Lord 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 end up getting ate? Like four and four Icicles is made of water alluring gore I'm here to combine all three Bar for a fourth While I shoot the shit as deep as [?] though, so it's to four While driving a Ford wondering why guys look at me for