July 25, 2009

F*** Tha Police (Oval Office Remix)

With apologies to O'Shea Jackson, Andre Young, Eric Wright, Lorenzo Patterson, and Antoine Carraby

This is what happens to black men in America.

F*** tha police, comin' straight from the podium
Young n**** got it bad 'cause I'm dumb
And not intelligent, so cops and press think
They have the priority to buck my authority

F*** that s***, 'cause I ain't the dad
For a punk Jake Tapper with a pen and a pad
To be sweatin' me 'til crack of doom
We can go toe-to-toe in the middle of the press room

F***in' with me 'cause I'm a world leader
Who's a damn good teleprompter-reader
Searchin' my words, lookin' for an error
Doin' me like Bin Laden in the "War on Terror" (sic)

You'd rather see me in the Senate
Than me as the top gun, pimpin' Air Force One
I stretch the truth all outta shape
And when I'm finished, all the facts get raped
Like Jodie Foster in The Accused
Everything's a crisis and it's gonna get used

I don't know if I'm black or white
When a thing is wrong, I say that it's right
And on the other hand, without a script I can't get none
I strike out when I wanna hit a home run
Try to ad lib and I always let the mask drop
Black president prejudgin' a white cop

Big O will swarm
On any U.S. citizen who's in uniform
Just 'cause I am the CIC
Troops and cops are afraid of me, huh

A young n**** on the warpath
And when I'm finished, there's gonna be a new math
Two plus two equals five, I say
Now all you crackas get outta my way

F*** tha police
F*** tha police
F*** tha police
F*** tha police

P.S. Why is The Man always tryin' to tell a brother what to do?

Posted by Jim Treacher at July 25, 2009 12:50 PM