clap For The Killers

Tom Morello

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    [Chorus: Boots Riley]
    Now can you clap for the killers?
    Give it up for them gangsters
    One time for the killers
    Double up for them gangsters

    [Boots Riley:]
    Well I wrote this for criminals
    But all of y'all should listen at me
    Now if you ever catch me snitchin'
    Just haul off and slap me
    They on the other team
    "Let's rumble, " is my thoughts exactly
    They work for gangsters
    And they whacked Fred Hampton Jr.s pappy
    Ay playboy, pop 'em with a pistol and get executed
    Ay mama, murder 'em with missiles and you get saluted
    Go 'head and gank em for a grand, it's DNA computed
    But bankers bathe in the Bahamas off of billions looted
    Now can you clap? Now can you clap?

    [Chorus: Boots Riley]
    Now can you clap for them killers?
    Give it up for them gangsters
    One time for the killers
    Double up for them gangsters

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    [Boots Riley:]
    Well I wrote this for criminals
    But they the ones who wrote the laws
    They ain't on TV gettin' arrested
    All up in their draws
    They stick their hands up politicians
    Make 'em move their jaws
    And they be starving folks for bread
    Until their breath pause
    Ay take a memo Moneypenny, say the deed is done
    And you can bcc DC and say our leaders won
    But first we fax the photograph of the opponents son
    Adjust the image, 'cause it's hard to see the gag and gun
    Now can you clap? Now can you clap?
    Now can you clap? Now can you clap?

    [Chorus: Boots Riley]
    Now can you clap for them killers?
    Give it up for them gangsters
    One time for the killers
    Double up for them gangsters

    [Boots Riley:]
    Well I wrote this for gangsters
    While I sprinted through your backyard
    Not for them Coppola criminals, they just act hard
    Tony Montana had a stylist and a SAG card
    When he reloaded slaves forgot that they had back scars
    Ay, M-M-Mister DeNiro what kind of gun is that?
    Can you look more like a menace?
    Take two, now run it back
    Ay s-s-so what Scorsese, got all them money stacks
    Long as his lens never looks at the real maniacs

    [Chorus x2: Boots Riley]
    Clap for them killers
    Give it up for them gangsters
    One time for the killers
    Double up for them gangsters

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