Looptroop Rockers, Chords , Timbuktu - Hurricane George Text (lyrics)
[Looptroop Rockers, Chords , Timbuktu - Hurricane George Text lyrics]
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the
Millions to decide who gets, um
Four more years as the people decide
To let the leader of the
Free world stay and preside
And the word on the hill
Is that a safer America
Is created by us invading shakier areas
Now the commander in chief has
Guaranteed we'll be prosperous
Business will not yield to
The takers of hostages
As we embark on a quest to oppress the poor
The biggest democracy said "yes" to four more
It's gon' be four more years
In the golden era it's gon' be no more fears
Of the global terror
It's gon' be an eye for an
Eye til' they're totally blind
That's why me and half our
Nation voted what's right
'Cause you never know when they
Step up on your porch you gotta be prepared
Buckled up and ready for war
And on the TV they issued out a warning
So I report all people with foreign origins
I know we've seen a lot of bolts of lightning
Striking on the people and
It's oh so frightening
And it looks like the tides are rising
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is your final warning
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
Four more years of picturing her
Step dad on my doorstep
As she took her first step into
A world of bomb threats
While I murder monsters we shape and moulding
In the process of pleasing
Our congress of warmongers i can't be upset
I got no beef with poor thieves
Who do dirt to survive
I guess the police on my streets
Was on a different vibe
I used to blow trees with shorties
Trying to hustle to provide
But now the contract is signed and
I'm killing my own kind
It's just another four more years for
Me to pour more tears
And watch my people suffer daily
For your foreign affairs
I was born in a war torn area
Lord knows where
And my shoulders have bore more
Terror than all of theirs
It's sad to see, the person you gave mandate
Greet my folks with
A surface-to-air handshake
All because the gipper wants to
Cash in a check
While Europeans are preoccupied
With Bachelorette
I know we've seen a lot of bolts of lightning
Striking on the people and
It's oh so frightening
And it looks like the tides are rising
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is the final warning
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I woke up to four more
Years of state funded terrorism
In the name of Jesus, straight fundamentalism
Message on my t-shirt screaming out
My activism but nobody listens
And I feel like I got nothing but an
Empty page to empty out my rage
And emcee out on stage for
An empty MTV raised generation
While three generations of bushes
Are pushers and pimps
Stifling my petty attempts to
Make my people think to make my people think
I know we've seen a lot of bolts of lightning
Striking on the people and
It's oh so frightening
And it looks like the tides are rising
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is the final warning
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the
Millions to decide who gets, um
Four more years as the people decide
To let the leader of the
Free world stay and preside
And the word on the hill
Is that a safer America
Is created by us invading shakier areas
Now the commander in chief has
Guaranteed we'll be prosperous
Business will not yield to
The takers of hostages
As we embark on a quest to oppress the poor
The biggest democracy said "yes" to four more
It's gon' be four more years
In the golden era it's gon' be no more fears
Of the global terror
It's gon' be an eye for an
Eye til' they're totally blind
That's why me and half our
Nation voted what's right
'Cause you never know when they
Step up on your porch you gotta be prepared
Buckled up and ready for war
And on the TV they issued out a warning
So I report all people with foreign origins
I know we've seen a lot of bolts of lightning
Striking on the people and
It's oh so frightening
And it looks like the tides are rising
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is your final warning
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
Four more years of picturing her
Step dad on my doorstep
As she took her first step into
A world of bomb threats
While I murder monsters we shape and moulding
In the process of pleasing
Our congress of warmongers i can't be upset
I got no beef with poor thieves
Who do dirt to survive
I guess the police on my streets
Was on a different vibe
I used to blow trees with shorties
Trying to hustle to provide
But now the contract is signed and
I'm killing my own kind
It's just another four more years for
Me to pour more tears
And watch my people suffer daily
For your foreign affairs
I was born in a war torn area
Lord knows where
And my shoulders have bore more
Terror than all of theirs
It's sad to see, the person you gave mandate
Greet my folks with
A surface-to-air handshake
All because the gipper wants to
Cash in a check
While Europeans are preoccupied
With Bachelorette
I know we've seen a lot of bolts of lightning
Striking on the people and
It's oh so frightening
And it looks like the tides are rising
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is the final warning
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I woke up to four more
Years of state funded terrorism
In the name of Jesus, straight fundamentalism
Message on my t-shirt screaming out
My activism but nobody listens
And I feel like I got nothing but an
Empty page to empty out my rage
And emcee out on stage for
An empty MTV raised generation
While three generations of bushes
Are pushers and pimps
Stifling my petty attempts to
Make my people think to make my people think
I know we've seen a lot of bolts of lightning
Striking on the people and
It's oh so frightening
And it looks like the tides are rising
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is the final warning
Board the doors, here comes hurricane George