Methods Of Mayhem - Proposition f lyrics

Are you tired of hanging out in your car And getting sweated by the boys in blue? Tired of getting shot by your best friend and not receiving Any medical attention because of lack of insurance? If these are a few problems that plague you and your friends This November when you go up that Ballot box and you see the proposition marked f** you, you know what to do Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew You know what to do tell 'em f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Hangin' on back in the streets wit Your peeps smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who? You ain't got a clue, f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Step into the ballot box Blowing up the muthaf**in' spot, tired of these cops Tired of these judges, tired of the rules Waitin' til the day to tell 'em all, f** you Playin' two, 'cause it ain't enough Got the boyz in blue still roughin' me up On the T.V. news still talking it up Never thought Tommy Lee could be f**in' it up Methods of Mayhem, Filthy and Dutch I walk up in your party and I'm spikin' the punch If you've had enough, you know what to do Vote yes! On proposition f** you Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew You know what to do tell 'em f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Hangin' on back in the streets wit Your peeps smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who? You ain't got a clue, f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Filthee, Tommy Lee, steppin' casually Middle finger in the air for everybody to see Obviously you haven't read over my proposition "f** you", collectively be runnin' the opposition Opposition, proposition upon exposure Our prediction, stop your b**hin' we takin' over I told ya, we more like pottery, stop the monopoly We turn around n***a's that burn learn to do it properly Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew You know what to do tell 'em f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Hangin' on back in the streets wit Your peeps smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who? You ain't got a clue, f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Go on take away welfare, medicare Start riots everywhere, my style she could need some health care I am well prepared, proposition f** you, ammunition buck you Gotta bud a crew Who da farmers? House senate takin' over congress Show 'em how to keep it on this pa**ive judgment Pa**in' on the government, no paper green card By law we rock hard, hip hop rockstars Collage, I borough street, hoods and guns Take your goods and run, gettin' naked for fun Give ya food to bluff, so spark another blunt f** you, f** you, it's a proposition Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew You know what to do tell 'em f** you, it's a proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition I've had it up to here with rules Face plastered prime time, headline, on T.V. News f** you! It's proposition f** you, f** you, it's a proposition