"Tulsa, OK" lyrics

"Tulsa, OK"

Tulsa, Oklahoma, hanging on the corner, devil taking over
Black walls burning up the street on the way to get some money
A hit dog gon' hallelujah from the pew on Sunday morning
But soon as the pastor through, bitch got a attitude
All that barking, who gon' bite? All that marching, who gon' fight?
Talm 'bout "Massa please!"
If it's a race war, where they casualties?
Oh, you a gangsta?
Cock that thing back, grab, and squeeze

Ain't gon' bump, then grab a tree
I'm on that, 'bout that, actually
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?

Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me? (Me)

Time's hard 'round these parts these days, still get cake like it's my c-day
Stack up, you gon' need backup, once Poor Massa call that DA
Know you know Uncle Sam, but do you know his cousin RICO? (Rico)
You Negroes ain't gon' stop 'till you done killed off all our heroes
Why would you do that to our babies? Are you crazy, cuz
My nightmares filled with blank stares from them proud Black folks who raised me up
I know that shit gets sad to see

You ain't gon' bump, then grab a tree
I'm on that, 'bout that, actually
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?

Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me? (Me)

Okay, let's take a roll call
Sean tell me if I'm missing anybody, okay
Let's think about it, you too Corey, okay
Assata dead, Stokely dead, Huey dead, Frank Diggs dead
And [?] dead, Bobby Hutton dead, Fred Hampton dead, Bunchy Carter dead
Huh, Eldridge Cleaver dead, but niggas mad at me
'Cause they don't like a fucking beat
'Cause they don't like a fucking beat (Why you mad at me?)

Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me?
Bitch ass nigga, why you mad at me? (Me)