slap the cuffs on
you`re goin` downtown
gonna lock you up in the hole
`cause the dea made a powerplay
and you`re lookin` at 2 to 4
back at the pad
ya thought you were bad
got your stash up in the wall
but there`s a gun to your head
and you`re gonna be dead
unless ya cut a deal with the law
all ya want is what the rich people got
`cause the people need power too
there`s only lousy jobs run by slobs
and ya get paid crap for what ya do
sellin` drugs, run with the thugs
and you`re makin` it on the deal
but your regular man got hit with a gram
and the son of a bitch started to squeal
salutations from the ghetto nation
out on the lawn ya strip the car down
and you`re sippin` corn on the porch
if the neighbors complain open up the 12-gauge
shut your mouth or you`re gonna get torched
party tonight `til the sun gets bright
load the house up with sime whores
`cause you`re goin` away 700 days
out on the killin` floor
salutations from the ghetto nation
they never found the bank account
and you`re sittin` on 30 grand
but you don`t mind doin` the time
as long as your freedom day is at hand
out on parole ya take a stroll
ya kick another habit everyday
ya got a new plan, super scam
livin` the american way
salutations from the ghetto nation |