The Guillotine - The Coup

Hey you!

We got your war

We’re at the gates

We’re at your door

Hey you!

We got your war

We’re at the gates

We’re at your door

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We want to thank you for flying with us

We know you coulda stayed home, just cried and cussed

May all your guns go off if it’s time to bust

May all they tanks have time to rust

They got the armies turning bullets into gold

They got the hookers turning tricks in the cold

And every time the police kicks in the door

An angel gas brake dips in the O

And even if a d-boy flips him a O

It ain’t enough to buy shit anymore

Sleep in the doorway, piss on the floor

Look in the sky, wait for missiles to show

It’s finna blow cause

They got the TV, we got the truth

They own the judges and we got the proof

We got hella people, they got helicopters

They got the bombs and we got the, we got the

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

Don’t talk about it

It’s not a show

Be about it

It’s 'bout to blow

I just spit the dope lines, I don’t snort 'em

Tell the boss to call police to escort him

You don’t write all them lies, you just quote 'em

Get offline, plug in to this modem

No, you can’t out-vote 'em

The rules is still golden

Only jewels we holding is if we guarding our scrotum

If you press your ear to the turf that is stolen

You can hear the sound of limitations exploding

Please sir, may we have another portion?

We’re children of the beast that dodged the abortion

Neck placed firm 'tween the floor and the Florsheim

We’ll shut your shit down, don’t call it extortion

Caution -- we’re coming for your head

So call the Feds and get files to shred

Every textbook read said bring you the bread

But guess what we got you instead?

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

We got the guillotine

We got the guillotine, you better run

Let’s keep it banging like a shotgun

We in a war before we fought one

Now if you’re tired of working so they can play

A common enemy, we got one

Now keep it banging like a shotgun

We in a war before we fought one

Now if you’re tired of working from day to day

A common enemy, we got one

Don’t talk about it

It’s not a show

Be about it

It’s 'bout to blow