Lyrics Savion Glover - P.O.S

Savion Glover

Yeah, yo
Yeah
(P. O. S.) Yo
So, when they can’t stop, won’t stop
Who keeps the tank topped?
Who reaps the good sleep, keeps the receipts?
I seem 'em sucking up the last drops
Drop top, H2 stretch, H3
Where the party at, Democrat?
Sitting on a muggy summer bench, sipping muddy water
Peeping Newsweek to see what’s up with Sergeant Slaughter
Hotter days on the way, turn your A.C. Slater up
Burn, aloe vera green, apple now and later
Yup, pass that (sweet)
Mike Mictlan, where the mask at?
Hand over what?
Hand over yours, run that
Man overboard with the same crap drown
Dehumanize communities like Black Hawk Down
They realize immunities then rape them towns
So we speak our minds so fluently with raw, rap sounds
Alright tykes, a Klondike bar’s on the line
We need a blind eye turned, keep 'em simple, refined
For the black gold, Texas tea (hah), you’re kidding
Ain’t been good oil in Texas for a minute
That’s why we knocked over our own thrones
And watch it combust end up in free speech zones that shock and awe was on us
Watch me expat Brazilian if 85% of Guantanamo was civilian
Blood pumps vermilion beats dump all over a chump populous
Keeping they focus on Paris Hilton (Ick!)
Prada dead guilty as any internet thread, big check
Probably got a lot of bad head
All night vision, all night missions, all right
Christ risen type?
Nope, call the prisons
Yikes!
Middle pickin' the simple drivel
The riddles a head ripper
Suburbanites gonna get the kibble (Yeah)
The double speak is legit
They on some «Stand up for yourself you worthless piece of shit»
Bet it all lose it all forget it
And saying fuck Bush gave that douche a splash, too much credit
But smoking on kush makes cats so apathetic
Can’t beat em with a bat so we join em and spit the ethics
(or) we beat em with a bat
POS steadily wreck it for anybody who raps or naps on facts
Fill the in line six to End Hits
The oval office and the lobby prob’ly listen to Fugazi singing
This one’s ours lets take another
This one’s ours lets take another
This one’s ours lets take another
And then they dance away clean like Savion Glover
(This one’s ours-)
(This one’s ours-)
(This one’s ours let’s take another)