Jasiri X - Mayor Bloomberg: Who's Really In Control? lyrics

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Jasiri X - Mayor Bloomberg: Who's Really In Control? lyrics

I'm a billionaire with a private army that leaves you really scared One father had heart attack when we aimed at his silly head I don't think you understand he's literally dead Now I'm hearing these dumb rappers say my city is there's? Don't make me call Commissioner Kelly Cause Black and Brown get stopped and frisked on a daily Handcuffs on they wrists and 45ths to they scullys Shot in the back like Kimani or in they own bathroom like Ramarley And I know Jay Z don't like Harry Belafonte But he like my little brother he looks at me very fondly He'll never get in the club but we let him carry the laundry So you ignorant Black folks think he's Illuminati RIP Ed Koch I'm more ruthless than Giuliani Getting rid of all the poor all they do is reduce the property While I'm here all week with my boys on wall street Penthouse all suites we don't care where yall sleep Ask occupy get on my bad side them shot will fly Riot gear choppers high co*kin when my coppers ride Armored tanks, tear gas, tasers, night sticks Flame throwers light sh** mace in the face of white chicks Build a statute of my likeness and put it in front of Rikers For the Black men I ma** incarcerated and indicted The schools I turned private the hoods we gentrifying Bye bye Bed Stuy Big up in heaven crying I'll though up some ice for the nicest MC But you can tell Kendrick Lamar the King of New York is me Bloomberg I got my own channel and news firm They said I couldn't run again so I bought me a new term You'll learn tell that judge and the federal government That the constitution don't apply to the 1% We still stop and frisking from dawn until the lights out In fact I saw a black man lurking round the White House 2016 that's right Hillary I'll show you what a Billie means I can spend anything New york Yankees I'll just buy the wining team Dr. Evil really schemes I just need a mini me These rappers must be kidding me listen I got drones That will Christoper Dorner you burnt to a crisp in ya home They all under surveillance from no name to famous Asked the Hip-Hop police they said you all gave statements