2:] everybody put/throw your lighters up tell me, y'all finna fight or what? everybody get your shit started this is *y'all* motherfuckin party! [Boots
ghetto manifesto [Chorus x2] That's what I'm talking about Make me scream and shout East, West, North, and South Gonna turn this party out Hey, hey [
(feat. Dead Prez) Dead Prez, The Coup People Army, where the G's at? C'mon... Fuck the police Ay y'all ready for this shit for y'all trunk? Y'all ready
[Boots] Now when I go to bed it's almost time to wake up Tryin' not to go to jail, tryin' not to cake up And even when I serve soda it would be cold
[Chorus] Preacher man wanna save my soul Don't nobody wanna save my life People we done lost control Let's make heaven tonite Preacher man wanna save
[1] Oh baby.....oh baby Oh baby.....oh baby Hey , hey [Boots] Well if you thrust, eventually you gonna gush And I'm implyin' I ain't had no business
Yeah Uh-huh yeah that's right gotta get off the phone, bust this verse aight okay I'm anti-imperial anti-trust anti-gun if the shit won't bust anti-
(feat. T-Kash) Coup, yeah It's all good man, we off in the Oakland Hills Dodging em' one time, check it out [Hook x2] If you got beef with C-O-P's
] Yeah The Coup [^1] Boots Riley Pam the Funkstress It's really goin' down [^1] Yeah, ya know, in case you didn't know, gats are comin The Coup You know
Pam The Funkstress You're so tight Just scratch me up and make it right I'm caught up in your flow tonight So you can transform my world Pam The Funkstress
You know you're my cookie baby and you're too smart I can see it in the lines of your school art True heart I mean courage Expressed with care Go on
Have you thought about it too? Because we are here for you When you have nothing to lose All the people feel it too You do have a way out baby And together
/ You know ain't no party liver Will.i.am We got drinks to serve, twistin' up the herb so fuck what's over there, there's a party over here/ We got
[Styles P & Akon talking] What up John (testing one, two, three) What up Kon (hey convict music) Let's go (can you believe it) (1st Verse) Styles P Fresh
[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap
Ay world, this Street's 101 I'm fin ta give u half a pound of J-Kwon And a quarter bird of Track Boy Music Hey hey hey Now all my life, dirty, I been
Gilla.. Gilla.. let's go!) [Redman] Yo, yo Muscle my way in, old fathers mine Tattooed Gilla, feelin in my prime Pull up a Coupe a color niggaz can't
Can You Believe It - Styles P [Styles P & Akon talking] What up John (testing one, two, three) What up Kon (hey convict music) Let's go (can you believe
