Fed Up

Well, this one's for all the leaders and the media,
Well, this is Rodney Price, aka Bounty Killer,
The voice for the Poor People's Government.
Well, poor folks are fed up with how your system's messed up.
You issue guns for our kids to bus,
Poor people fed up with how your system's messed up.
Every day, the ghetto youth are getting shot.
1. I ask the leader,
He's the one in charge,
To keep poor people surrounded by danger.
Flying roaches and giant mosquitoes,
Sewage water filled with pure bacteria.
Ever taken a look down in the Riverton area?
Back to, Seaview, Waterhouse, Kentire,
It's been a while since the MP came near here,
And the other one who claims she’s a counselor
Robbed seventy-five percent and gave us a quarter.
Conquer the land but don’t want to give us an acre,
Disconnected my lights and cut off my water.
To the Kings of Kings, I know they shall respond.
The Lords of Lords, well, He’s our sponsor.
The lion from Judah wants to conquer,
The eagle and the bear, and the Queen and all her daughters.
Haile Selassie I, I know they’re all after,
But they’ll end up in flames and water.
See, Selassie I don’t take it for fun or laughter.
2. Some have lost their roots and forgot their culture,
Don’t study the past, they don’t know the future.
Some don’t take advice, so they end up vulgar.
They don’t know Selassie I from Ethiopia.
Serious as I am born, don’t take me for a joke.
That same man made me hold these notes here.
I don’t play their casinos, I don’t play their poker.
They planned to destroy us with coke and drugs,
Plenty scamming like a damn barracuda.
Plan to wipe Ronnie Thwaites off a piece of scooter.
You think they like to see us in their hot cars,
With their hot girls singing their songs?
These songs are stronger than their vials and voodoo.
I’m gonna hang Pope Paul with this piece of rope,
Just because...