[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 brothers and fathers, and children planning their own funeral with pink dresses and 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 off as targets We had the Congress mad at the whole get rid of us Now it's like we not even trying to be It's like we just sitting in the eyes of evil I open windows with hopes that the wind [?] blessings Set my Timbo's next to my dresser 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 something Spot a whack producer from the room Walk up to him, smack his hookah the moon Break a platinum 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 enough to stand the field with us You gon' have to me It's only like four or five of you rappers who can actually me I be out here the truth I should my autograph with a polygraph I move in Tryna get to you you could brace yourself Cause I'm put yo' ass in a body cast niggas lollygag --- not me This I'm with the biggest spenders having the most prestigious dinner You Church's Chicken with suspicious fictitious sinners I'm a living legend, you a fidget I'm getting cheddar, they catch up to my past M's And I'm better, tryna catch up and pass Em' I be blacking out, you ask them Everything I spit be sick, gag Everything I wear be tailor-made to fit, trim Huh, it seem like out here right now wanna be 'Pac While I'm zoning, the pot I'm 'bout to go so motherfucking Coleman This to be disturbing to watch While I'm out here the drop Your favorite rapper to get cleaned up, served in a box Like laundry detergent, pushing these birds with a mop stay in a genius, creative state of mind Tryna sharper than straight sharks in a 'gator pond Grate her down, all for the greater and the greater grind they denying now, all these heathens be crying 'bout Taking care of two, dudes but these people be lying We keeping it G, we keeping the out They feed negativity, we vagina while Keeping it Zion, we turning the of Detroit to a D zoo Eating while we feed people to The dude did eyeball, with me psycho and He think that he Luke, he like to lift you and make you You don't wanna play with of his make-believe truth They'll make the iron too He'll do the to your art Until it's of a easel a piece of your heart in a jar for the people To dissect at I'm the best at who we are, fucking food for thought Nobody else been thinking me thus far though cerebrals
[Interlude: C. Delores For 400 years, profit came 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
2: Royce da 5'9"] I make your mouthpiece like Delores While I'm flipping like Patti LaBelle, Sara Lee Eating all the bark with Gargamel off of the tree King of the dark art, all is pale to me Let the hail from the evil word flip hath hip-hop stay colorful fruity like RiFF RaFF jewelry I enter into a different on instruments I just new beats You the next wave to catch a crazy catchphrase I'm just a neck brace to the next crazy who should step to me, net pay paparazzi I'm charging sales tax to media 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 the Devil's last ingredient Jesus wept I made boss music flunkies relate to Better each I came through like I held back the previous Look, I'm the thang These niggas just here to provide dangerous If any of y'all MCM's is any than me here These listen to sign 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 gon' relapse for a bottle or a [?] for a throttle One of the last living rap who wouldn't ask for a dollar My style lethal Streaming out your club when single drop a single drop of blood 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 a to four ask me for change for a dollar While I spray your ass four different fours More layers 44 [?] Vocabulary lords sicker than Herbie's thesaurus The Virgin Mary took a morning-after pill the morning fornicating the Lord They gave birth to me 44 days later drinking a 40 at the door Therefore, this is more than just my 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 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 four to While driving a Ford why guys look at me foreign for