I used to it with a brother named, Moe Moe used to kick it with a named, Joe Joe used to kick it with his Lateisha whose Elmo, looked like me Elmo used to elbow lots of in the nose em when they down and he'd steal they shoes and clothes Elmo would develop of beef as a tweaker and all of them was mostly come for me that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin to rat pack, hmm, to get a gat So I'm strapped cause I'm trapped like brother in his fat momma's lap, what's happenin a rap Saturday twelve o'clock, E-Roc, the whole block and what not, about, how men are spottin he "This little homey gets bread flossin You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got in Boots Maybe you move to Boston" But you get when you play like a punk Pile on the Right Guard I got funk
"I'm trying, not to lose..." "I'm trying, not to my head..." --> Melle Mel (repeat 2X)
"I plan to tell you it is later"
(DJ Pam and scratches)
Bet George and Bootsy, never had like this catch twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss rip that I'ma go through, I can flow through whole ordeal and not pull out the black steel and my make suggestions... that I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the If I die by the trigger of a misled could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and I believe no, so I don't go, the flow even I'm bout to roll with no paddle up a called shit, light is lit on the situation me and him is gonna decrease the population Now we why our revolution never grow Killin motherfuckers just for on our toe If we had as funk for our oppressors as we did for ourselves, the blood never flow again And then, the uzis were once used to kill each other Could be used, to and protect the brothers And the sisters and the cousins or others But the keeps growing like a fungus...
"I'm trying, not to lose..." "I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Mel (repeat 2X)
"That's Elmo, get fool" "Yeah get that fool" "Ay, I'm Boots, I Elmo -- I'm Boots from The Coup!!"
Four years til I'm twenty-five, now I got a caliber take no jive, just pull to fix Don't want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six in my mix Don't flap lips about me takin no, trips You won't be takin no from a milk carton seein my with a caption, askin "Have you Boots, he's missing in action" This is more Off the Wall than Michael Jackson Cause brothers who be brothers who be doin others screwin but The Coup be doin more than shoo-be-doin on the corner, talkin revolution Victoria to Florida why it don't make sense that they want me a goner on a, run cause some brothers in a ratpack I'm poppin junk they don't see for centuries the funk so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass But I gots more for the rulin class Will it ever end, we ever win, drinkin juice and gin Five-oh again, gets off with a grin National sent in for when we got beef You wanna pop the trunk we got funk
"I'm trying, not to lose..." "I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Mel (repeat 4X)
*** of the names of people in this outro may not be accurate ***
Aight, it up I wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters that got my back the funk be on Of course it without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup got my back at all and at all costs Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Blank and Stone of the Outcasts Osajih Po from the Tenth Chuck Da Pharoah got my Evo got my back, Rose got my Niko and the whole Mau Mau Collective got my cause I got theirs The funk is on, and Identity is there The funk is on and Voices is there The funk is on and and Twin from Elements of Change are there And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd I'm for Aztlan Nation I got your back Sim I got your back Disposable Heroes of cause you got mine All y'all got my back, Neckbone got my with the sax Problem Child got my back the piano Aiy y'all let's fade out, but we fade I say rest in peace to Plan B, we out