[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 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 mad at the whole 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 windows with hopes that the wind blows [?] blessings Set my Timbo's to my dresser with the Nintendo, and yes The on the AK 47 and its [?] are invoked time, it's time to move something I guess we missed our window to try to something Spot a whack producer across the room Walk up to him, smack his across the moon Break a platinum plaque over a rapper Go and toss that bitch into a lagoon Go the heart of the art form with a harpoon They ain't enough to stand the field with us You gon' have to me It's like four or five of you rappers who can actually inspire me I be out here the truth I should sign my with a polygraph I move in get to you 'fore you could brace yourself Cause I'm tryna put yo' ass in a cast Y'all niggas --- not me evening I'm with the biggest spenders having the most prestigious dinner You eating Church's Chicken suspicious fictitious sinners I'm a legend, you a fidget spinner I'm getting cheddar, they catch up to my past M's And I'm getting better, tryna catch up and Em' I be out, you could ask them Everything I spit be sick, gag Everything I wear be tailor-made to fit, Giraffe Huh, it seem like out here right now wanna be 'Pac I'm zoning, stirring the pot I'm 'bout to go so motherfucking Coleman This 'bout to be to watch While I'm out here swerving the Your favorite 'bout to get cleaned up, served in a box laundry detergent, pushing 'round these birds with a mop Tryna stay in a genius, creative state of stay sharper than straight sharks in a 'gator pond Grate her down, all for the greater and the greater grind While they denying now, all these heathens be 'bout Taking care of two, three but these people be lying We keeping it G, we the iron out They feed negativity, we eating vagina it Zion, we turning the streets of Detroit to a D zoo Eating we feed people to lions The dude did eyeball, with me and schizo He think that he Luke, he like to lift you and you skywalk You don't wanna play with none of his truth make the iron speak too He'll do the to your art Until it's of a easel 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 been thinking like me far though 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 gonna on marching
2: Royce da 5'9"] I your mouthpiece obese like Delores While I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle, Lee all the bark with 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 hip-hop stay colorful fruity like RiFF jewelry I enter into a different intuitiveness on I just whiplash new You just the next wave to catch a crazy I'm just a neck brace to the next contestant 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 capture Loch On the back of a hellcat or 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 through like I held back the previous Look, I'm the real niggas just here to provide dangerous detail If any of y'all MCM's is any flyer than me 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' for a bottle or being 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 your single Like a single drop of blood off the of a vulture Uh, I broke my key off in the car Just as I was on my way to score a key off [?] I'm an at squalor My threshold for pain farther 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 with four different More layers 44 [?] Vocabulary sicker than Herbie's recording thesaurus The Virgin took a morning-after pill the morning before fornicating the Lord They gave birth to me 44 days drinking a 40 at the coroner's door Therefore, is more than just my dormitory is the safe place 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 here to combine all three Bar Exams for a While I shoot the shit as as [?] though, so it's four to four While driving a Ford wondering why guys at me foreign for