The Shipment Lyrics - The Coup

It ain't Indonesia, China White 

Purple haired Thai, big H Delight 

Take my shit, we gon' have to fight 

I'm always rollin' dirty, so be actin' right 

It ain't Indonesia, China White 

Purple haired Thai, big H Delight 

Take my shit, we gon' have to fight 

I'm always rollin' dirty, so be actin' right 

I'm bombing uppercut swipes as my knuckles ignite 

More strikes than a teachin' staff's fight for pay hikes 

Like cleats wit' spikes I clings to my turf tight 

Get, low like a Smurf might earth is my birthright 

You salivate at the sound of the bell 

I come sick and make your lymph nodes swekk 

Nickel-plated teeth and tongue as well so you can tell 

When I'm shootin' off my mouth the politicians start to bail 

When I shoot, Fuhrman scoot I'm yellin', "Gimme all the loot" 

Bourgeoisie pimpin' me now my digits don't compute 

Chillin' in a house of ill repute 

But is you wearin' canvasols or purple-pinstripe suits? 

Fact of earth and comets: macroeconomics 

Yack, until you vomit or come up on a lick 

Sweat oozin' my skin just to get another fin' 

Changed my name to Valerie so I can get WIC 

Savage Storm Troopers be less than seducive 

Jail time producin', silly Lilliputians 

This Gulliver, come equipped with a fo', fo' 

And twelve comrades in a box Chev' fo' do' 

Skirtin' down the strip with a mission to render 

And we don't give a fuck if we missin' a fender 

Mix it in a blender, you ain't home return to sender 

Can't be saved by cokenders or a public defender 

This ain't no macrobiotic chemical colonic 

This political symphonic lyrical narcotic 

Somethin' much mo' potent that we plotted 

Come and get some if you ain't got it 

It ain't Indonesia, China White 

Purple haired Thai, big H Delight 

Take my shit, we gon' have to fight 

I'm always rollin' dirty, so be actin' right 

Ex, ex, ex, ex, ex, exhilaratin', I accuse you of nigga hatin' 

And exploitatin' for profit making, don't cop a plea 

'Cause I'm B double O T from the C O U the P 

I feel my epidermis at it's firmest just befo' a skirmish 

If you want green like Kermit keep it heated like a Thermos 

Aspired to be famous, puttin' fire in their anus 

Made the rulin' class hate us more than child sup-port payments 

To Rosemary's baby, shick a shick shady 

Pissin' in your gumbo and they tell you, "It's all gravy" 

See you can't trust a big grip and a smile 

And I slang rocks but Palestinian style 

Now there's a rumble in the jungle 

Never mumble though I humble 

Couple rappers took a tumble but my folks still want to rumble 

Who's pimpin', your bundle? I'm fly like, Seth Brundle 

If you're snitchin' to Columbo we gon' drop you like a fumble 

Now what you make is point oh one 

Percent of what the boss make 

And what the boss take is keepin' us from livin' great 

If this ain't straight you think you 

Wanna sit down and negotiate 

You better have a crew to help you shutdown his estate 

Don't get frustrated, discombobulated 

Don't stand and debate it, get a mob and take it 

'Til then it's food stamps, vouchers, mildew-smellin' couches 

Overturned garbage cans wit' no Oscar the Grouches 

Makin' money sellin' plastic pouches as Mystikal would say 

"My flo' is covered wit' roaches", absotively, posolutely 

Can't do without it, the shipment is delivered 

Come and get it if you bout it 

It ain't Indonesia, China White 

Purple haired Thai, big H Delight 

Take my shit, we gon' have to fight 

I'm always rollin' dirty, so be actin' right 

Systematic playa-hation 

Green paper complications 

Got my ass an education 

Can I get an application? 

Pam the funkstress 

Thank you for a funky time 

It's kinda funky 

Mat machine gun, Kelly