Busterismology Lyrics

Coup, The

Non-album songs

Lyrics to Busterismology
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I'm rising like the vapors from the dank

Fuck the mirror in my pocket

had to break it for a shank

What you thank

Walk the plank is my motherfuckin' attitude

Right hand on the wheel

elbow out the window leaning to the latitude

Actin' rude can get you blown up t' own up

But these teeny boppers ain't goin' to live to be a grown up

My motherfucker done got hisself into a spot

I got this nine, but it jam on every fifth shot

If we goin' do this we can do this

But I'm trippin' off the factor that these bastards made me do this

Nuttin' ass tricks gangin' up on my homies

Now I gots to do some shit, to leave yo' kids lonely



The level of my life should be higher

Told E-Roc to jump in get up out the line of fire

Made three-point turn as the three joints burn

off they lips actin' hard with the face held firm

Calmly stated my acquaintance was no punk

You got a gat, I got a gat, now was you requesting funk?

They said "No"

E-Roc yelled "Trick!"

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch



[chorus]

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When WE start the revolution, all THEY probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When WE start the revolution, all THEY probably do is snitch



I used to work at Mickey Ds

And to my old busted-ass manager lickie these

Had me workin' on hands and knees, scrubbin grease

And in the summer with the oven on it's hundred-ten degrees

I would despise flippin' fries

I guess his bitch ass thought he was the shit with his little red and gold tie

I asked him why I couldn't get more hours

He said it must because I lack the mental powers

If I was smart then I would be in his position

I left his nose in a busted up condition

Only came back for my last check to pay me off

He told me then he wasn't gonna lay me off

Said I should quit and it would be to my enjoyment

I fell for it and couldn't get my unemployment

To all the managers on all the shifts

When we start the revolution all ya'll probably do is snitch



When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When WE start the revolution, all THEY probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When WE start the revolution, all THEY probably do is snitch



Yeah, yeah,, yeah



Now hella my folks got respect for you killer

With a raised black fist and a pocket fulla scrilla

Cap peelers want your autograph, say you know the path

But I do the math

My game burst like a bubble in the bath

Punk asses like you is just here for confusion

Be abusing rhetoric and it's slightly amusing

You be cruising all the networks, ebony and jet works

'long with yo' efforts, now what's yo' net worth

If you ain't talkin' 'bout endin' exploitation

Then you just another Sambo in syndication

Always sayin' words that's goin' bring about elation

Never doin' shit that's goin' bring us vindication

And while we gettin' strangled by the slave wage grippers

You wanna do the same and say we should put you in business

So you'll be next to the ruling class, lying in a ditch

'Cause when we start this revolution all you probably do is snitch



[chorus]

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When WE start the revolution, all THEY probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When we start the revolution, all they probably do is snitch

When WE start the revolution, all THEY probably do is snitch



Busterismology

We don't want it, no sir

Come and take a look

Come take a look a little closer

Busterismology

It's dangerous like cancer

Busterismology

It only fi bustas

Busterismology

We don't want it, no sir

Come and take a look

Come take a look a little closer

Busterismology

It's dangerous like cancer

Busterismology

It only fi bustas



Yeah, this is Pam the Funkstress,

comin' at you on a microphone like this

About to break it down

and let you know what busterismology is all about

A buster is motherfucker who will sell you out for a glass of water when it's raining

Busterism is what busters do

And last but not least

busterismology is the study of all these motherfuckers who bust

If you do not know, now you know what busterismology is all about

Nine-Eight, The Coup, Boots and me, Pam the Funkstress
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