Yasiin Bey - Dollar Day lyrics

So there's a story about
The lady in Louisiana
She's a flood survivor and the rescue teams
They come through
And they I guess tryna recover people
And they see this women she's
Wadin through the streets
I guess it'd been some time after the storm
And I guess they were shocked that
You know she was alive
And rescue worker said, "So
Oh my God h-how did you survive
How did you do it? Where've you been?"
And she said, "Where I been? Where you been?"
Hah, Where you been? You understand?
That's about the size of it
This for the streets, the streets everywhere
The streets affected by the
Storm called America
I'm doin this for y'all, and for me
For the Creator

God save, these streets
One dollar per every human being
Feel that Katrina clap see that Katrina clap

Listen, homie, it's Dollar Day in New Orleans
It's water water everywhere and people
Dead in the streets
And Mr president he bout that cash
He got a policy for handlin
The niggas and trash
And if you poor you black
I laugh a laugh they won't give when you ask
You better off on crack
Dead or in jail, or with a gun in Iraq
And it's as simple as that
No opinion my man it's mathematical fact
Listen, a million poor since 2004
And they got -illions and killions
To waste on the war
And make you question what the taxes is for
Or the cost to reinforce
The broke levee wall tell the boss
He shouldn't be the boss anymore
Y'all pray amen

God save, these streets
One dollar per every human being
Feel that Katrina clap see that Katrina clap
God save, these streets
Quit bein' cheap nigga freedom ain't free
Feel that Katrina clap see that Katrina clap

Lord have mercy lord God God save our soul
A God save our soul, a God
A God save our souls
Lord God God save our soul
A God save our soul soul soul soul survivor

It's Dollar Day in New Orleans
It's water water everywhere and babies
Dead in the streets
It's enough to make you holler out
Like where the fuck is Sir Bono
And his famous friends now
Don't get it twisted man I dig U2
But if you ain't about the
Ghetto then fuck you too
Who care bout rock 'n roll
When babies can't eat food
Listen homie man that shit ain't cool
It's like Dollar Day for New Orleans
It's water water everywhere and homies
Dead in the streets
And Mr president's a natural ass
He out treatin niggas worse than
They treat the trash

God save, these streets
One dollar per every human being
Feel that Katrina Clap see that Katrina Clap
God save, these streets
Quit bein cheap nigga freedom ain't free!
Feel that Katrina Clap see that Katrina Clap
Soul survivor

God God God save our soul
A God save our soul
A God, a God save our soul
Lord God God save our soul
A God save our soul a God a God save

Lord did not intend for the
Wicked to rule the world
Say God did not intend for the
Wicked to rule the world
God did not intend for the
Wicked to rule the world
And even when they knew it's
A matter of truth
Before they wick-ed ruling is through

God save, these streets
A Dollar Day for New Orleans
God save, these streets
Quit bein cheap homie freedom ain't free

God save these streets
One dollar per every human being
Feel that Katrina Clap see that Katrina Clap
God save these streets
Quit bein cheap nigga freedom ain't free!
Feel that Katrina Clap! Ha
Ghetto Katrina Clap! Ha

Soul survivor lord God God save our soul
A God save God save our soul

Feel that Katrina Clap
Let's make them dollars stack
And rebuild these streets
God save these streets
God save these streets god save the soul!
Feel that Katrina Clap see that Katrina Clap
Soul survivor

Don't talk about it, be about it peace