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Ice Cube – Bird In The Hand Lyrics lyrics
Fresh outta school caues I was A high school grad
Gotta get A job cause I was A high school dad
Wish I got paid for rapping to the nation
But that's not likely so heres my application
Hand it to the man at at&T
Cause when I was in school I got the aee
But there is no se for this youngster
I didn't have no money so now I got to punch the
Clock and slave and be happy
Cause the whitty saya there no room for the african
Always knew that I wouldn't clock G's
But welcome to mcdonalds can I take your order please
Gotta serve you food taht might give you cancer
Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes but they never give me back
What about diaper bottles and similac ]
Do I have to sell me A whole lotta of crack
Produce in shelter and clothes on my back
Or should I just wait for help from bush
Or jessie jackson and operation P. You. S. H
If you ask me the whole thing needs A douche
Or massingale
What the hell
Crack I'll sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss parker, lil joe, and todd bridges
Or anybody that he knows
So cop me A bird better known as A kilo
Now everybody know
I went from po
To A nigga that got dough
So now you want to put the fed against me
Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'll never get love again
But blacks are too fucking broke to republicans
Now I remember I use to be cool
Till I stop filling out my W2
Now senator are getting high
And you blacks in ghettos at night cry
So now you want to give A pep talk
But sorry this is our only room to walk
Cause we don't want to drug push
But A bird in the hand is worth more than A book
Gotta get A job cause I was A high school dad
Wish I got paid for rapping to the nation
But that's not likely so heres my application
Hand it to the man at at&T
Cause when I was in school I got the aee
But there is no se for this youngster
I didn't have no money so now I got to punch the
Clock and slave and be happy
Cause the whitty saya there no room for the african
Always knew that I wouldn't clock G's
But welcome to mcdonalds can I take your order please
Gotta serve you food taht might give you cancer
Cause my son doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes but they never give me back
What about diaper bottles and similac ]
Do I have to sell me A whole lotta of crack
Produce in shelter and clothes on my back
Or should I just wait for help from bush
Or jessie jackson and operation P. You. S. H
If you ask me the whole thing needs A douche
Or massingale
What the hell
Crack I'll sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss parker, lil joe, and todd bridges
Or anybody that he knows
So cop me A bird better known as A kilo
Now everybody know
I went from po
To A nigga that got dough
So now you want to put the fed against me
Cause I couldn't follow the plan of the presidency
I'll never get love again
But blacks are too fucking broke to republicans
Now I remember I use to be cool
Till I stop filling out my W2
Now senator are getting high
And you blacks in ghettos at night cry
So now you want to give A pep talk
But sorry this is our only room to walk
Cause we don't want to drug push
But A bird in the hand is worth more than A book
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