TRENCH COAT

Boogie Down Productions - Illegal Business. From the album - By All Means Necessary. (1988) (in HQ sound) Lyrics: {*30 seconds in: DJ scratches "What can we get for 63 cents?"*} Cocaine business controls America Ganja business controls America KRS-One come to start some hysteria Illegal business controls America [KRS-One] One afternoon around eleven o'clock It was freezin cold, he was standing on the block Sellin cheeba, nick's and dimes Sayin a rhyme just to pass the time The cops passed by, but he stayed calm Cause the leather trench coat was keepin him warm But this time they walked by real slowly He thought to himself, "They look like they know me" They drove away, but he didn't stay He jumped in the cab and he paid his tab But guess who he saw when he hit the block It was the same cop car, the same two cops They jumped out quick, they pulled a gun They said, "Don't try to fight and don't try to run Cooperate and we will be your friend Non-cooperation will be your end" He jumped in the car, and while they rode they ran down the list of things he owed They said, "You owe us some money, you owe us some product Cause you could be right in the river tied up" He thought for a second and he said, "What is this? You want me to pay you to stay in business?" They said, "That's right, or you go to prison cause nobody out there is really gonna listen to a hood," so he said, "Good! I'll pay you off for the whole neighborhood" Because Cocaine business controls America Ganja ...