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Yes, I would like to speak to Boots the rap group The Coop
The Coup and this is Boots, speak
Well, my is Dick Doolittle and I'm a reporter from Grime magazine
And we would like to on the tragic riots

Not a riot, it's a
Well the tragic
Man, for who?

Well, there's havoc in the
The police have control over the people
Criminals are running from jail
And people are actually taking from big businesses
full of complete chaos

That's not chaos, progress
Hmm, okay, is that comment?
No, is it

it out, it's the motherfucking C O U to the P now
You're fucking with the dudes
Who will you with a fleet of brothers in the street
Getting drunk off fuck the Hennessey

'Cause you calmly kept us down for far too
Now you're going up in smoke Cheech and Chong
And the song, "I The Nigga" is the Constitution
Niggers die but Africans revolution

So what happens when a people do not get their
Well, it's tried, there's a so flip on the news
And let's go the 98th here in Oaktown
But let's just say for story's that it's in your town

A hundred taking factories, Warren's law is gutters
And now handing out free chicken and free peanut butter
Free food to the people, how it be
But now let's go a few blocks to 7-3

Channel 2 says at the mall, cops got shot
there's eight hundred sisters taking over Eastmont
With nines and AK's doing the right think Spike Lee
And now their got free Pampers and free Nikes

Up at the schoolhouse they said, "Mother a hall pass
Until you teach the truth, check it we going to class
teaching lies, we got wise, now we realize
There's no end to road, you disguised the prize
So peep game for real penetration, our education's liberation

ain't gon' never be the same
Things gon' never be the same

At 6-9 there's a rally and it's
Through the crowd with a thousand voices
Once a time in the projects, yo
Motherfuckers took and now we running the show

We don't give a damn section eight though
For what we really need, we're gonna to take mo'
The thing was heard in the A courts
In Kendall Village, across the bay in

And in the hills where all the folks live
They're in shock, not failing to vote and build
Instead of brothers on singing, "Do me"
A man has a gauge singing, "Do this, see?"

All of a everybody is out of jail
But it's funny 'cause no one is out on
And somebody shoved some police the wall
I guess today, should've worn their clean drawers

'Cause an ambulance came, the reality
now a new meaning to police brutality

All we need is
We want just a fraction
And we've to a conclusion
Revolution is the

it
Now the Uzi's that once used to kill each other
Are now used to serve and protect the
And the sisters 'cause they're packing .45's and
down for revolution, not just down for their behinds

'Cause the word is across the bay and in L.A.
In New York, NY, and Atlanta, G-A
We a fuck if you've got money and the millions
'Cause motherfucker, got posse in the billions

So break yourself Bush, collection day
yourself Trump, it's collection day
Break yourself DuPont, it's day
You stole the shit from my granddaddy anyway

The liquor stores around but they're not beer or ale
Motherfuckers selling Molotov
To the crew, so up a brew
And is what is meant by a goddamn coup

DJ O, on the cut
Ah yes, K-Mack's on the strings,