The Perceptionists - People 4 Prez lyrics

Now this is the year (that we came to rock)
We make hip hop
(hip hop) blam it out your box
Or your radio, aerial view of the sit-u-ation
On the station, yeah the TV, CD says (uh)
I vote the people for Prez
Fuck that rich little dummy and
The shit that he says it's just puppetry
(fuckery) , haven't you heard?
The shit is absurd
Don't trust a motherfuckin word

If you could believe
That what we got up our sleeve
Will help the people achieve
That maybe relieve some tension
Gettin global respect like
The Geneva Convention
But America can't front on this Perceptionist
With a rep for swift, infectious hit's
Comin from Ak, and Fakts, plus check for Lif

That's the name, rap's the game
Fakts will scratch your frame
Funny, your to leave and your slain

Motivation the brain and the
Legs and the hips, the ass
(ass)
Keep movin in unison like elementary class
All to recess, P's rock the beat best
We got the crowd sweaty like
An Uncle Luke Freak Fest
But no smut, just beats and cuts
(And mad rappers on the mic
Gettin FUCKED UP) FUCKED UP!
Yeah (yeah) , politicians gettin told to shut up
If you with me in the
Place, make noise y'all, wHAT UP?

(DJ Fakts One scratching) uh, yeah, yeah
It's the DJ y'all, DJ Fakts One
What up y'all? Yeah (yeah, yeah) , what

Now in the front, in the back
(and on the sides)
Be cool, don't wanna see homicide (homicide)
Let the drama slide, right outta your mind
Unwind (WILE OUT)
Open the cage and let some styles out

Yo a hoodied up crew piles
Out the tour vehicle
Hook up the set and rock a show
That's unbelievable
We known to do the inconceivable
Rockin a free or two
Our final goal is distant
We're committed to see it through
No gimmicks and don't sweat the critics
Every major city get a couple yearly visit's
(yeah)
So whether you in Dallas, LA, or Minneapolis
(Minneapolis) prepare for the intensity of
These lyrical strategists

Yo ho hoes, are the popular scums
Some MC's are nice but the key word's 'some'
(but the key word's 'some')
Others suffer from suckadom (uh)
Some succumb to a rough rhyme
And some powerful drums
Run, to your set, then smash the TV
But just do it on the count of 1
(2) , 3 (BASH)
Now there's glass all over your dome
I enter your home, nigga it's video drome
Gun in my gut, what? Want a flow? Here's
One from LS Thumbago
Really didn't want it though

I'm a throw down, the profound, flows found
Nowhere else but here let's get it clear
You want the people screamin with
Their hands in the air?
Look no further, we here (here)