A Bird in the Hand

(Big Bird: Sesame Street) Say look at this! I've been cleaning out my nest, and I found an old book of my 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 by rappin' to the nation But thats 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.C. for this youngsta I didn't have no money, so now I got to punch the Clock, gotta slave, and be half a man But whitey says there's no room for the African Always knew that I would clock G's But welcome to McDonalds; may I take your order, please? Gotta serve ya food that might give you cancer Cuz 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 have to 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 douche A Massengill what the hell crack will sell in the neighborhood To the corner house bitches Miss Parker, little Joe and Todd Bridges Or anybody that he know So I copped 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 never get love again But 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 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)