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 to get this bitch crunk?    [Hook]  You got to get up right now  Turn the system upside down  Your 'sposed to be fed up right now  Turn the system upside down  Get up!    [Stic.]  Honestly, I'm against this government  I ain't gotta cover it up, that's what I meant  Sick of payin bills and I'm sick of payin rent  Seem like I work all the time but don't know where the money went  And the funny shit is we supposed to like this shit  But all y'all politicians can bite this dick  It's a war goin on, the ghetto is a cage  They only give you two choices; be a rebel or a slave  (So what you do?) So I rebel  Like a ulser in the belly of the beast stayin true to it  Since my home street days in the blue Buick  Niggas been fightin so long seem like I'm used to it  Now what y'all know 'bout how The Coup do it  Truth fluid, Boots put the funk to it, ain't nothin to it  This is for the G's all the way to the bay  For 'Frisco to Oakland all over L.A., ya gotta get up    [Hook]    [Boots]  Now uhh, this fella, spits yella, never been a snitch teller  One pace up from my homies ditch dweller  Yellin "Fuck 'em Rocafella" my shit bump in acapella  My lyrical qoutes are nervous notes to bank tellers  When we call it off, we haulin off, Molotov's and bricks  Mr. Bailiff you could put that in the transcipts  Hope your motherfuckin petty workin band flips  Some saw it off, I prefer hand-grips  Qoute us, you know we're stronger than a 3-day no-tice  Pay aquit, It's more of us than lies your mayor spit  I'm on some "Ma hate the game but love the player" shit  Is you a "have" or you a "have not"?  When you run out of bullets grab rocks  Cuz the prison don't slam locks  It don't open when your fam knocks, 'less you rich and have stocks  Fight the power like a motherfuckin Zulu  It's The Coup plus Kanume and Mutulu  So raise your hands in the air like your born again  But make a fist for the struggle we was born to win    [Hook]    [M1]  When I hear the woop-woop, I be duckin them hoes  I can smell a pig comin, so I stay on my toes  On the low from po-po, so fuck the Ho-lice  Cuz peace to me is loaded under my seat  And I know power respect that, so 'serve and protect' that  I'm young, black, and just don't give a fuck - try me  Grillin you right back, you better drive by me  We the People Army is known to get rowdy  And even if you a friend of the blue  You can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable  This Hell we livin is never forgivable  It come down to DP and The Coup  Remember Huey, Bobby Hutton, George, Fred and them  Fuck the po-po, local, state, fed and them  You better choose your side, Crip - Blood - 415  It's one team, get up and let's ride!    [Hook]    {music to fade}