| Song | Dig It |
| Artist | The Coup |
| Album | Kill My Landlord |
| Presto, read the communist manifesto | |
| Guerillas in the mist, a guevara named ernesto, so | |
| (e-roc：what a brother with a afro know?) | |
| Yo, go and flow for the mack and be the hoe | |
| So grow cause the lynchin brothers might get hung | |
| Better rip through em from the tip of my mouth/mao, say/tse-tung/tongue | |
| Deficit (money spent) catch the glint | |
| (e-roc: of my nine as they cut welfare twenty-five percent) | |
| And i dissent, as i clench and raise my fist | |
| (we did away with, that) so you could get with this | |
| Here's a twist cause we'll overthrow like kwame n'krumah | |
| Spread around the wealth as if it were a, vicious rumor | |
| Pam, cuts a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor from a brain | |
| (e-roc: we're all cooped up so feel the pain) | |
| From four hundred years of exploitation | |
| Anesthesia provided by your local tv station | |
| Patience is not a virtue (i ain't waitin) | |
| Turn this shit over like bush did a boatload of haitians | |
| *dj pam cuts and scratches "dig it!"* | |
| How now brown cow i'm down with the mau mau | |
| Clown downtown tried to put us in the dog pound | |
| Like h. rap brown with the situation | |
| (won't get no callouses) cause i'm spittin dialectical analysis | |
| So how is this, we never had no funk | |
| Until you found out that i turned to revolutionary hunk | |
| (chump!) bump you over like dominoes, rat | |
| (e-roc: so free geronimo gi jaga pratt!) | |
| Lyrics hear it fear it can't get near it | |
| Got a sample didn't clear it | |
| Point blank says, "fuck five-oh!" that's the spirit | |
| Cheer it, spat out, the fat that i consumed | |
| Knew that i was doomed since my date of birth | |
| To be the wretched of the earth, never had a dream that was american | |
| (the golden ?leg to chair again?) despair again | |
| (but that ain't nuthin new) told the streets were paved with gold | |
| Whoever paved that shit got minimum wage too! | |
| *dj pam cuts and scratches "dig it!"* | |
| "do you understand, the metaphoric phrase?" (repeat 3x) | |
| "do you understand, do you understand..." | |
| (e-roc: gunned us, stunned us) exploited and they hung us | |
| I'd like to take a moment to say, "fuck columbus!" | |
| (millions off my back) the black on black crisis is a myth | |
| The crack that did this to us (was the one from the whip) | |
| The record skip, the record skip, the record ship *scratch* | |
| The record skips, cause my voice is kinda scratchy | |
| From yelling, "oh shit!" when five-oh comes to harass me | |
| They never pass me, no one to go and tail bro | |
| (e-roc: trying to kill the movement with the new cointelpro) | |
| Leaders they killed, if i said it, it would threaten em | |
| They only see my back because i'm three steps ahead of em | |
| We're not fallin in the slot you slated | |
| (e-roc: we realize that our power's nickel-plated) | |
| Masses move as well as asses do, class is through | |
| Our time is over, past it's due | |
| (and you still wanna know) the origin of the flow | |
| Oakland california nine-four-six-one-oh | |
| *dj pam cuts "dig it!" | |
| (yeah, the coup, comin at you in ninety-three!) | |
| Yeah, and we out y'all... | |
| "do you understand, the metaphoric phrase?" (repeat 3x) | |
| "do you understand, do you understand..." |
| Presto, read the communist manifesto | |
| Guerillas in the mist, a guevara named ernesto, so | |
| eroc: what a brother with a afro know? | |
| Yo, go and flow for the mack and be the hoe | |
| So grow cause the lynchin brothers might get hung | |
| Better rip through em from the tip of my mouth mao, say tsetung tongue | |
| Deficit money spent catch the glint | |
| eroc: of my nine as they cut welfare twentyfive percent | |
| And i dissent, as i clench and raise my fist | |
| we did away with, that so you could get with this | |
| Here' s a twist cause we' ll overthrow like kwame n' krumah | |
| Spread around the wealth as if it were a, vicious rumor | |
| Pam, cuts a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor from a brain | |
| eroc: we' re all cooped up so feel the pain | |
| From four hundred years of exploitation | |
| Anesthesia provided by your local tv station | |
| Patience is not a virtue i ain' t waitin | |
| Turn this shit over like bush did a boatload of haitians | |
| dj pam cuts and scratches " dig it!" | |
| How now brown cow i' m down with the mau mau | |
| Clown downtown tried to put us in the dog pound | |
| Like h. rap brown with the situation | |
| won' t get no callouses cause i' m spittin dialectical analysis | |
| So how is this, we never had no funk | |
| Until you found out that i turned to revolutionary hunk | |
| chump! bump you over like dominoes, rat | |
| eroc: so free geronimo gi jaga pratt! | |
| Lyrics hear it fear it can' t get near it | |
| Got a sample didn' t clear it | |
| Point blank says, " fuck fiveoh!" that' s the spirit | |
| Cheer it, spat out, the fat that i consumed | |
| Knew that i was doomed since my date of birth | |
| To be the wretched of the earth, never had a dream that was american | |
| the golden ? leg to chair again? despair again | |
| but that ain' t nuthin new told the streets were paved with gold | |
| Whoever paved that shit got minimum wage too! | |
| dj pam cuts and scratches " dig it!" | |
| " do you understand, the metaphoric phrase?" repeat 3x | |
| " do you understand, do you understand..." | |
| eroc: gunned us, stunned us exploited and they hung us | |
| I' d like to take a moment to say, " fuck columbus!" | |
| millions off my back the black on black crisis is a myth | |
| The crack that did this to us was the one from the whip | |
| The record skip, the record skip, the record ship scratch | |
| The record skips, cause my voice is kinda scratchy | |
| From yelling, " oh shit!" when fiveoh comes to harass me | |
| They never pass me, no one to go and tail bro | |
| eroc: trying to kill the movement with the new cointelpro | |
| Leaders they killed, if i said it, it would threaten em | |
| They only see my back because i' m three steps ahead of em | |
| We' re not fallin in the slot you slated | |
| eroc: we realize that our power' s nickelplated | |
| Masses move as well as asses do, class is through | |
| Our time is over, past it' s due | |
| and you still wanna know the origin of the flow | |
| Oakland california ninefoursixoneoh | |
| dj pam cuts " dig it!" | |
| yeah, the coup, comin at you in ninetythree! | |
| Yeah, and we out y' all... | |
| " do you understand, the metaphoric phrase?" repeat 3x | |
| " do you understand, do you understand..." |