Bun B - Get Cha IssueLyrics

Paybacks a motherfucker This is where we take a journey called karma What goes around comes back round Especially in the rules of these streets Its a bloody war in the rules of engagement Eye for an eye tooth for a tooth Justice in the eyes of a gangster Hey, Mr. Preacher man what do you say, See you out here tryin' to save yourself some people today You got the good book in your and a robe on your back Steppin' out your 2008 Escalade Cadillac You standin' up in the pulpit lookin' out at the peau Preachin' the good word and tellin' Christian folks what to do You talkin' bout the sinners and sinnnin' but lets keep it true Ain't nobody in this church a bigger sinner than you Lets chapter this, first pact, pass the plate, pay your ties Puttin' rings on your fingers and rims on your ride You don't need a thousand dollar suit just pray in Or a million dollar house for you to stay in Marriage counseling but cheating on your own wife Undercover pedifiler even in your own right Let the door knob hit'cha where the good lord split'cha You's a dirty motherfucker so its time to get cha issue c'mon The good book say, he who is without sin cast the first stone Man everytime I walk in the church house The preacher cuttin' his eyes at me For that though, he cant throw nothin' my way He dirtier than I am Ridin' down the street shinin', ballin' Hollerin' at broads, hollerin' dudes on the cool Thats why niggas dont go to church now It ain't the message its the motherfuckin' messenger, Let us move on Hey Mr. Policeman what do you say I see you out here tryin' to save yourself some people today You got the knight stick in your and the walkin' your beat Or in the blue and white car drivin' down my street You say you hear to help the people and do us some good Protect and serve and try to keep some peace in the hood Claim you crackin' down on the crime but lets keep it true Cause the biggest criminals in my city is you You know police brutality is at a all tiem high Pumpin' 61 slugs into an unarmed guy Try to say that he was sellin', had a motherfuckin' hand gun When you couldn't find one, you motherfuckers plant one Rampart scandal Tupac Shakur Christopher Wallace, you got me sick But who got the cure, If the PD went M-I-A we wouldnt miss you, You some dirty motherfuckers and its time to get cha issue c'mon Look at this shit manj I'ma do dewalla, Sean Bell, Tupac Shakur, Notorious B.I.G Motherfuckers is dieing out here man And if the poilice aint killin 'em They don't give a fuck about the weak, Nobody tryin' to figure out who killed these people Fat Pack, Big Hawk, the shit ain't right man' Good cop, bad cop, the line blurring everyday, let us move on Hey Mr. Politician what do you say? I see yourself tryin' to save some people today You tellin' us its time for a change people is dieing And the current administration is doing nothing but lieing You come down to my community and tell us your goals To clean the system up and get the crisis under control Claiming you get us on track but lets keep it true The man motherfuckers keepin' us off track is you Damn near everybody runnin' is a member of the senate And voted to send us to war, so yall gotta send it Now the shit done hit the fan and now you tryin to say You wasn't down from the jump, man this shit wont play Yall some liars, stealer's, vallanderers and all Got senate to suck your dick inside the bathroom stalls Now elected officials lettin the dick kiss you You's a dirty motherfucker so its time to get cha issue c'mon Man I don't believe this shit Motherfuckers overseas dying in that war, We jsut got rid of a prison and Now he just wanna sit back and get his dick suck all damn day Now we got motherfuckin' elected people in office In airport bathrooms suck dick, Tappin' people on they feet and shit Man whats this world comin' to, who lookin' out for the children Education, social security, bring out people back from motherfuckin' Iraq man For real let us move on