Street Sweeper Social Club lyrics : "Clap for the Killers"
Give it up for them gangsters
One time for the killers
Double up for them gangsters
Well I
Wrote this for criminals
But all of y'all
should listen at me
Now if you ever catch me snitchin
Just haul off and slap me
They on the other team
Let's rumble
Is my thoughts exactly
They work for gangsters
And they wacked Fred Hampton Jr.'s Pappy
Ay playboy
Pop em with a pistol
and get executed Ay mama
Murder em with missiles
and you get saluted
Go head and
Gank em for a grand
it's DNA computed
But bankers bathe in the Bahamas
Off of billions looted
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap for them killers?
Give it up for them gangsters
One time for the killers
Double up for them gangsters
Well I
Wrote this for criminals
But they the ones who
wrote the laws
They ain't on TV
getting arrested a;; up
in their draws
They stick their hands
up politicians
Make em move their jaws
And they be starving
folks for bread
Until their breath pause
Ay take a memo Moneypenny
Say the deed is done
And you can bcc DC
And say our leaders won
But first we fax the
photograph of the
Opponent's son
Adjust the image
Cuz it's hard to see
the gag and gun
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap?
Now can you clap for them killers?
Give it up for them gangsters
One time for the killers
Double up for them gangsters
Well I
Wrote this for gangsters
While I sprinted
through your backyard
Not for them Coppola criminals
They just act hard
Tony Montana had a
stylist and a SAG Card
When he reloaded slaves
forgot they had
Back scars
Ay
M-M-Mister DeNiro what
kind of gun is That?
Can you look more like a menace?
Take two
Now run it back
Ay s-s-so what Scorsese
Got all them money stacks
Long as his lens never
looks at the real maniacs
Clap for them killers
Give it up for them gangsters
One time for the killers
Double up for them gangsters
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