"Bush" lyrics
This for Mississippi (Yeah)
And every place y'all treat like Mississippi
Y'all wouldn't give a shit
Now we gon' take it bitch
Yeah
Mama ain't got no cash (Cash), daddy ain't got no dough (Dough)
So daddy went to my mama and started pimpin' that ho (Ho)
Man it's hard times (Times), niggas ain't got shit (Shit)
Nothin but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked
Heroin in they vein, cocaine up in they brain (Brain)
Man what you expect, America gave us pain (Yeah)
So fuck it, now we thugs, we peddle your mean drugs (Yeah)
And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with those slugs (Yeah)
I gave up fake gods, and Jesus don't look like us (Us)
Why y'all think we gon' kill and just don't give a hot fuck (Yeah)
Devil, that's how you made us, hiatus up in the pen
Man we came out blind, that's why we going back in
But God, I'ma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets
Bush, I'm runnin' up in this shit like a track meet
You murdered, up in Texas where killin' is such a sin (Sin)
The first month you in office you started killin' again
But shit, we just some niggas and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out of slavery, straight out to Death Row
Y'all may of, made us slaves but never make us your ho (Ho)
God, you my pimp so let's start exposin' these hoes
Y'all judges some weak pussies, y'all preaches some rapin' fags
These people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' they flags
America ain't shit but home of the hot lick
They hang us up by a rope, then laugh and cut off our dick, bitch, uh
Have y'all niggas ever thought about (Yeah)
All the things we been talkin' bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi (Yeah)
Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi (Yeah)
Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi (Yeah, yeah)
It's time for y'all motherfuckers to choose right now
Right or wrong
We ain't fightin' no pussy ass war, nigga
You feel me?
We wasn't nothin' but thugs and dope dealers to your ass at first
Now you want to send us oversea
Fuck that, fuck you (Mississippi)
Pussy ass nigga
I called you a nigga
That's right
Yeah (Mississippi)
To the day we die
Yeah
Big Face Entertainment (Yeah)
Bitch
Now let's get to what y'all niggas want
Yeah
Give a fuck about your daddy, nigga
Fuck him too, hahaha
And every place y'all treat like Mississippi
Y'all wouldn't give a shit
Now we gon' take it bitch
Yeah
Mama ain't got no cash (Cash), daddy ain't got no dough (Dough)
So daddy went to my mama and started pimpin' that ho (Ho)
Man it's hard times (Times), niggas ain't got shit (Shit)
Nothin but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked
Heroin in they vein, cocaine up in they brain (Brain)
Man what you expect, America gave us pain (Yeah)
So fuck it, now we thugs, we peddle your mean drugs (Yeah)
And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with those slugs (Yeah)
I gave up fake gods, and Jesus don't look like us (Us)
Why y'all think we gon' kill and just don't give a hot fuck (Yeah)
Devil, that's how you made us, hiatus up in the pen
Man we came out blind, that's why we going back in
But God, I'ma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets
Bush, I'm runnin' up in this shit like a track meet
You murdered, up in Texas where killin' is such a sin (Sin)
The first month you in office you started killin' again
But shit, we just some niggas and that's how the game go
Y'all took us up out of slavery, straight out to Death Row
Y'all may of, made us slaves but never make us your ho (Ho)
God, you my pimp so let's start exposin' these hoes
Y'all judges some weak pussies, y'all preaches some rapin' fags
These people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' they flags
America ain't shit but home of the hot lick
They hang us up by a rope, then laugh and cut off our dick, bitch, uh
Have y'all niggas ever thought about (Yeah)
All the things we been talkin' bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi (Yeah)
Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi (Yeah)
Have y'all niggas ever thought about
All the things we been talkin' bout
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi (Yeah, yeah)
It's time for y'all motherfuckers to choose right now
Right or wrong
We ain't fightin' no pussy ass war, nigga
You feel me?
We wasn't nothin' but thugs and dope dealers to your ass at first
Now you want to send us oversea
Fuck that, fuck you (Mississippi)
Pussy ass nigga
I called you a nigga
That's right
Yeah (Mississippi)
To the day we die
Yeah
Big Face Entertainment (Yeah)
Bitch
Now let's get to what y'all niggas want
Yeah
Give a fuck about your daddy, nigga
Fuck him too, hahaha
