I love Dead Prez....

[Heyo]

They rock. This is my favorite song by them.. they kick some real ass sh*t, and the beats give me a nice back massage since I put the 10's in my car. :)

:headbang:

"Hell Yeah"

Sittin' in the living room, on the floor hunger pain
got me on some migrain shit, but I maintain.
N***a got 2 or 3 dollars to my name, and my homie's in the same boat
going through the same thing.
Ready for a caper, steady plottin' for the paper
We've been livin' in the dark since April,
under candle.
My homie's got a .25 automatic added to the gamble.
n***a, get the phone, look up in the yellow pages,
let me tell you how we fit'n to get paid.
we gonna order pizza, when they send the driver,
we gonna stick the .25 up in his face,
let's ride.
Steppin' outside like warriors into the notorious south side.
One weapon to the four of us, hidin' in the coridor
'till we see the Domino's car headlights.
White boy in the wrong place at the right time,
soon as the car door opens up he's mine.
We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose,
by the look on his face, he probably shitted in his clothes.
"You know what this is, this is a stickup,
gimme your dough from your pickups,
you ran into the wrong n****z."
Runnin' down the block hot with these pizzas in boxes,
then we split up and met back at the apartment.

Hell Yeah
Yo, ain't you hungry my n***a?
"hell yeah"
you wanna get paid my n***a?
"hell yeah"
ain't you tired of starvin' my n***a?
"hell yeah" (well lets ride then) "hell yeah"



I know a way we can get paid,
you can get down, but you can't be afraid.
Let's go to the DMV,
and get a ID.
The name says you, but the face is me.
Now it's your turn, take my face to work,
Like 1,2,3 lets make it work.
Fill out the credit card application,
then it's gonna be about 3 weeks of waitin'
for American Express, Discover card,
Platinum Visa, Mastercard.
'cause when we were pooped and shit, then we were targets
Now we just walk right up and say "charge it"
To the game, we're rockin' brand names,
well known at department store chains.
Even got the boys in the crew a few things.
Po-po never know who's the true blame.
Store after store, you know we kept rollin'.
Wait to weeks report the card stolen.
Repeat the cycle like a laundromat,
like a glitch in the system, it's hard to catch.
Comin' out the mall with the shopping bags,
you can take it right back and get the cash, yeah.
Get a friend and do it again, damn right,
that's how we pay the rent.

Got to get this paper
I'm down for the caper, we steady on the grind.
It's a daily struggle,
We all gotta hustle, this is the way we survive.

I know a caper, we can get some government paper,
you know food stamps? Can we realy do that?
Hell yeah, right there for the taking.
Fuck welfare, we say "reperations"
You know the grind, get up early stand in the line
and just wait, everybody on break,
that's part of the game, and when they call your name,
"Miss case worker, let me state my claim.
I'm homess, jobless, times is hard,
I'm 'bout hopelss, but I gotta eat regardless.
No family to run to, I'm 22.
Now tell me, what the fuck am I supposed to do?"
My sad story made her feel close to me,
I made her feel like it was an emergency.
When I came to the crib, n****s couldn't believe,
I came back with a big bag of groceries!

Every job I ever had, I had to get. On the first day I found out how to pimp the system,
two steps ahead of the manager, gettin' over on the regular,
tax free money out the register.
And when I'm workin' late night
stockin' boxes,
I'm creepin' their merchandise.
And don't put me on dishes,
I'm droppin' them bitches,
and taking all day long to mop the kitchen.
Site, we ain't paid commission, minimum wage,
modern slave conditions
got me flippin' burgers with now power
and cane even buy one off what I make in an hour.
I'm not one to kiss ass for the top position.
I take mine off the top like a politician.
Where I'm from, doin' dirt is a part of livin'
I got mouths to feed, dog, I gotta get it.

:hurts:

Heyo