Chimney Sweeper - Grimson

Well I got a new kinda squaredance rap Gon talk smack Flash my gat I'm finna spit and hold my dick And heat shit up like a thermostat Grab your partner by the chaps Give your partner a pimp-slap Ti symbolize the ghetto trap Step to the right Give three claps Kids jam-packed in tenement shacks Ain't shit cookin on the stove but crack This is the bat this hell begat Cuz bosses are kleptomaniacs Two by two Promenade Duck from a B1 bomber raid Ain't bout the plans Osama made Banks gettin paid off petrol trade Circulate Dosey-do How much cash could a o-z grow? Til all are fed and all have beds My skin is Black My star is red FBI comin round the outside Which one of us finna die tonight? Is we finna fight over crumbs to bite Or make a whole muthafuckin world Ignite? Everybody throw them blows Right upside your partner's nose By now you've got bloody clothes Crabs in the barrel So the story goes Think of all their savage acts Grabbin scratch from average cats Bureaucrats with strings attached Walk in place Light the match Two by two Promenade Duck from a B1 bomber raid Ain't bout the plans Osama made Banks getting paid of petrol trade Circulate Dosey-do How much cash could a o-z grow? Til all are fed and all have beds My skin is Black My star is red Everybody get down low Bout the level of your toes These dance moves we usually do Are not the ones that we have chose Grab on to that beat and grind Try your best to stay alive We can't run We can't hide Might as well just stay and fight Two by two Promenade Duck from a B1 bomber raid Ain't bout the plans Osama made Banks getting paid off petrol trade Circulate Dosey-do How much cash could a o-z grow? Til all are fed and all have beds My skin is Black my star is red

I've gotten so lonely Sitting here on my own So won't someone please call me I'd be happy to pick up my phone Cause I guess who I thought I was Is not the person that others see My mirrors lied to me I guess the world is breaking up with me I better return my keys I take it personally How come no one told me Surely I'd change my ways Try to erase to a blank page, start again Guide me back through grade school Take a power tool to drill my brain Whatever it takes To reclaim the reigns of my fate Take me by the eyes And pull them by the sides To replace, and restore my sight Cause I guess who I thought I was Is not the person that others see My mirrors lied to me I guess the world is breaking up with me I better return my keys I take it personally