A Bird in the Hand

(big bird: sesame street) Hey look at this! I was cleaning out my nest And I found a book of my old poetry (ice cube) Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad Gots to get a job cuz I was a high school dad Wish I got paid like I was rappin’ to the nation But thats not likely, so here’s my application Pass it to the man at at&t Cuz when I was in school I got the a. e. e. But there’s no s. e. for this youngsta I didn’t have no money so now I have to hunch the Back like a slave, thats what be happenin But whitey says there’s no room for the african Always knew that I would boycott, jeez But welcome to mcdonalds can I take your order please Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer Cuz my baby doesn’t take no for an answer Now I pay taxes that you never give me back What about diapers, bottles, and similac Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack For decent shelter and clothes on my back? Or should I just wait for help from bush Or jesse jackson, and operation push If you ask me the whole thing needs a douch A masengel what the hell cracker sale in the neighborhood To the whorehouse bitches, Miss porker, little joe or todd bridges Or anybody that he know So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo Now everybody know I went from po’ to a nigga that got dough So now you put the feds against me Cause I couldn’t follow the plan of the presidency I’m never givin’ love again Cuz blacks are too fuckin broke to be republican Now I remember I used to be cool Till I stopped fillin’ out my w-2 Now senators are gettin’ hired And your plan against the ghetto backfired So now you got a pep talk But sorry, this is our only room to walk Cause we don’t want a drug push But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush Tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live (yeah) Tell the politicians, the hustlers: live and let live (yeah)