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* Beavis and Butthead sample * 
[Butthead] Whoa! Uh-heheh-heheh, uh-heheh 
That kicked ASS! 
[Beavis] Yeah yeah heh yeah 
That was fly 
* DJ Pam the Funkstress starts cuttin up "That was fly" * 
Chorus: Boots (repeat 2X) 
20,000 gun salute, get rowdy like you got a substitute 
This slug's for Newt - shut your mouth, don't pollute 
Army of down motherfuckers, shit we tryin to recruit! 
[Boots] 
See now we're talkin systematic, mack mechanics, decomposin 
Chosen, representatives, from the ho's been known to act wit 
pimp theatrics, a tactic necessary 
In fact they wanna have us buyin from the commissary 
This commentary's for my folks under involuntary servitude 
Cause bosses don't be servin you your monetary 
Pervin you like rum'n'dairy pulsin through your capillaries 
Some inherit green, the rest just get our folks to bury 
I'm abolitionary, wishin the judiciary 
say this year for merry merry, free the penitentiary! 
Peoples gon' rumble as long as stomachs grumble 
and crack pipes tumble over asphault that's crumbled 
Hundreds come in bundles and, hop is mixed with funnels 
Cause babies wit shoes too small gon' stumble 
This composition is sedition, opposition to the rulin class 
Wishin they could detonate us hooked to the ignition 
Keep my slacks creased to punch the clock for the beast 
As my rent don't cease, his pockets get obese 
Can't have inner peace without havin a piece 
When the stepped on step up, we let the dragon release 
Chorus 
[Boots] 
Disaster! The filthy rich bastards wanna milk yo' ass 
faster, ask fuh, no salvation comin from the damn pastor 
Old ladies play canasta, under roofs of cracker plaster 
Little kids dive in the trash for discarded Dutchmasters 
Dead potnahs on mural walls 
Homeless kids takin baths up in gas station urinals 
Shit the system can't cure it all 
If everybody had a job then stock value's sure to fall 
Hundred million neck slashes, so these facists 
can make sho' that they check cashes, let's get massive 
Wage struggle as direct classes, on just how we gonna 
overthrow they bitch asses, give whiplashes 
from the force as we make it tight, and ignite 
the flames of takin over daily life, make it a right 
to have food, threads and homestead 
and Pac Bell won't ever cut your phone dead -- we own it! 
But these business that love payin minimum wage 
ain't gon' let you take they shit unless you showin the gauge 
And if you do it by yourself they gon' put you in a cage 
If you in a rage, please meet me on the same page, with a 
Chorus

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