Saturday, September 15, 2007
Hip Hop. A Microcosm of American Foreign Policy.
HOW TO ROB AN INDUSTRY NIGGA - 50 Cent
The bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal
If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal
You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street
These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat
I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?"
Get your ass down to the nearest ATM
I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch
And I'll wake up early and bounce with all her shit
When I apply pressure,son it aint even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
HOW TO ROB AN OIL RICH AFRICAN NATION - NeoLiberals
The bottom line is we're crooks with book deals
Get up off the oil, or we are gonna rob and steal
You better recognize niggas we straight from AIPAC
These oil rich African Nations 'bout to get jacked
No need for gats, no need to ride or die
Our propaganda is gangsta, just call your shit genocide
Snatch your hungry babies, do a photo op
You occupied now Omar, just got popped
Iraq, Iran, Syria it don't matter
We'll send Americans to die like cannon fodder
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2 comments:
Don't call Hip Hop a microcosm of corrupt, greedy American foreign policy. Maybe 50, but not Hip Hop. Hip Hop is not just about the 50's and Snoop Dogs. It's also about the 2Pacs and Andre 3000s.
OK. OK. Now I get it.
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