A Bird In The Hand Lyrics

A Bird In The Hand

(Big Bird: Sesame Street)
Hey look at this! I was cleaning out my nest
and
I found a book of my old poetry

(Ice Cube)
Fresh out of school cause I
was a high school grad
gots to get a job cuz I was a high school dad
Wish
I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation
but thats not likely so here's
my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
Cuz when I was in school I got
the a. e. e.
But there's no s. e. for this youngsta
I didn't have no
money so now I have to hunch the
Back like a slave, thats what be
happenin
but whitey says there's no room for the African
Always knew that
I would boycott, jeez
but welcome to McDonalds can I take your order
please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
cuz my baby doesn't
take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
what
about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta
crack
for decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait
for help from Bush
or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the
whole thing needs a douch
a masengel what the hell cracker sale in the
neighborhood
To the whorehouse bitches,
Miss porker, little joe or Todd
Bridges
Or anybody that he know
so I got me a bird, better known as a
kilo
Now everybody know I went from po' to a nigga that got dough
So now
you put the feds against me
cause I couldn't follow the plan of the
presidency
I'm never givin' love again
Cuz blacks are too fuckin broke to
be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
till I stopped fillin' out
my W-2
Now senators are gettin' hired
and your plan against the ghetto
backfired
So now you got a pep talk
but sorry, this is our only room to
walk
Cause we don't want a drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more
than the bush

tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live
(yeah)
tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live (yeah)