A Bird In The Hand

Say look at this I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my poetry 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 by rappin' to the nation But that's not likely, so here's my application Pass it to the man at ATandT Cause when I was in school I got the AEE But there's no SC for this youngsta I didn't have no money, so now I got to punch the Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man But whitey says there's no room for the African Always knew that I would clock G's But welcome to McDonalds may I take your order, please Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer Cause my son 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 have to 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 douche A Massengill What the hell Crack will sell in the neighborhood To the corner house bitches Miss Parker, little Joe, and Todd Bridges Or anybody that he know So I copped 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 never get love again But 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' high 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 a Bush Tell the politicians, the hustlers live and let live yeah Tell the politicians, the hustlers live and let live yeah