Dollar Day

So there's a story about the lady in Louisiana She's a flood survivor and the rescue teams They come through, and they, I guess tryna recover people And they see this women she's wadin through the streets I guess it'd been some time after the storm And I guess they were shocked that you know she was alive And rescue worker said, "So, oh my God h-how did you survive How did you do it? Where've you been?" And she said, "Where I been? Where you been?" Hah, Where you been? You understand? That's about the size of it This for the streets, the streets everywhere The streets affected by the storm called... America I'm doin this for y'all, and for me, for the Creator God save, these streets One dollar per every human being Feel that Katrina clap See that Katrina clap Listen, homie, it's Dollar Day in New Orleans It's water water everywhere and people dead in the streets And Mr. President he bout that cash He got a policy for handlin the niggaz and trash And if you poor you black I laugh a laugh they won't give when you ask You better off on crack Dead or in jail, or with a gun in Iraq And it's as simple as that No opinion my man it's mathematical fact Listen, a million poor since 2004 And they got -illions and killions to waste on the war And make you question what the taxes is for Or the cost to reinforce, the broke levee wall Tell the boss, he shouldn't be the boss anymore Y'all pray amin God save, these streets One dollar per every human being Feel that Katrina clap See that Katrina clap God save, these streets Quit bein' cheap nigga freedom ain't free Feel that Katrina clap See that Katrina clap Lord have mercy Lord God God save our soul A God save our soul, a God A God save our souls Lord God God save our soul A God save our soul soul soul Soul survivor It's Dollar Day in New Orleans It's water water everywhere and babies dead in the streets It's enough to make you holler out Like where the fuck is Sir Bono and his famous friends now Don't get it twisted man I dig U2 But if you ain't about the ghetto then fuck you too Who care bout rock 'n roll when babies can't eat food Listen homie man that shit ain't cool It's like Dollar Day for New Orleans It's water water everywhere and homies dead in the streets And Mr. President's a natural ass He out treatin niggaz worse than they treat the trash God save, these streets One dollar per every human being Feel that Katrina Clap See that Katrina Clap God save, these streets Quit bein cheap nigga freedom ain't free! Feel that Katrina Clap See that Katrina Clap Soul survivor God God God save our soul A God save our soul A God, a God save our soul Lord God God save our soul A God save our soul a God a God save Lord did not intend for the wicked to rule the world Say God did not intend for the wicked to rule the world God did not intend for the wicked to rule the world And even when they knew it's a matter of truth Before they wick-ed ruling is through God save, these streets A Dollar Day for New Orleans God save, these streets Quit bein cheap homie freedom ain't free God save these streets One dollar per every human being Feel that Katrina Clap See that Katrina Clap God save these streets Quit bein cheap nigga freedom ain't free! Feel that Katrina Clap! Ha Ghetto Katrina Clap! Ha Soul survivor Lord God God save our soul A God save God save our soul Feel that Katrina Clap Let's make them dollars stack And rebuild these streets God save these streets God save these streets God save the soul! Feel that Katrina Clap See that Katrina Clap Soul survivor Don't talk about it, be about it Peace