Binary Thinking

By Skipp Coon

On Miles Garvey

Released on August 21, 2014

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[Verse]

Shotgun, handgun, chopper

Big Mac, Baconator, Whopper

Schoolboy stuff a bully in a locker, metal like a rocker

Party hard red cups, red top Taaka

My buddies had Dickies and my mama bought Dockers

Slumlord jackal, no love for the copper

Rapper impostor, dope boy pretender

The road full of bait, we ain't talking fender

Buddy talk tough, but I know that man tender

Skipp open deli turn a pig to into skinner

Done for the dinner, zip codes pick winners

Drones bomb progressive, conservative is center

So it don't matter who you vote for, both sides want war

IMF, Bilderberg, Haliburton, News Corp

It's 101 Dalmatians, I'm Cujo

Buddy got game, but the whistles on them white folks

Everybody got jokes, everybody laughing

Everybody got work, everybody trapping

Everybody Blood and everybody else Crip

But everybody surprised when the shan hit the fit

Cop did it acquit, scraps all the niggers get

Give 'em chains, give 'em whips, give 'em fame to make you rich

Wolves turn to poodles in the presence of the ritz

Guard dogs won't growl when their owners tell 'em sit

You watching from the porch, how you sitting on the fence

Cuz you was never on the field, we was planning our ascent

My folk was in the dope house for books and his rent

We did on the strength what you did for a mint

We was plotting on a yard, you was pleading for a inch

Middle finger to the bailiff and that pig on the bench

It's a war on the poor, I'm with the poor in the trench

Cuz the people is something you either for or against