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 'cause I was a high school dad

Wish I got paid like I was rappin' to the nation

But that's not likely so here's my application

Pass it to the man at AT&T

'Cause 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, that's what be happenin'

But whitey says there's no room for the African

Always knew that I would clock G's

But welcome to McDonald's can I take your order please

Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer

'Cause my son 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 e

A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood

To the corner house 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

'Cause 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' high

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 to 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)