My shoes gon stay real dirty cuz I get it out the mud
My family is my blessing so they always show my love
Lil momma got that swag, but we don’t see how hard she go
Who them folk at the top keeping all the payments low?
Big Birther she ain’t sharing nothin


I

Back in 1901 They got together
To make our homeland the greatest
Sat down wrote a constitution
Good for those who hate organized labor (strike breakers)
No one made out better than the owners (enslavers)
(Pause) Of all the big plantations
There’s timber (timber)
There’s cotton
Catfish jumping in the lakes
There’s chickens
Corn kernels
Wheat and soybeans get you paid
Major weight, penny taxes
Container freight ship docked in the bay
- Cuz it’s all about money
- And moving commodities

Get wit it
Small town but our mind Olympic
Blink once and you just might miss it
We locked in on a green light mission
Don’t you ever play yourself

II

Back in 1901 they got together
To make our homeland AMAZING
Sat down wrote a constitution
Big Birtha still going strong today
She’s got almost a thousand amendments
Thumbs her nose at the USA
Its hundreds of millions of people
(Pause) It don’t even have 28
Errbody gotta ask the legislature
Each time they want to raise school pay
It don’t matter if it’s all local business
Hometowns ain’t heroes these days
I know you might have lots of questions
But that’s the way Bertha say it’s gotta be
- cuz it’s all about money
- power and commodities

Get wit it
Let a real one sit on the committee
Them folk scared and they look so silly
They talking, we lives it
Don’t you ever play yourself

My shoes gon stay real dirty cuz I get it out the mud
My family is my blessing so they always show my love
Lil momma got that swag, but we don’t see how hard she go
Who them folk at the top keeping all the payments low?
Big Birther she ain’t sharing nothin

III

Back in 1901 they got together
What a very sweet occasion
Before they sat down to write our constitution
Started off with some spirit filled praying
God please bless the white man (and only him)
Unless they’re poor and uneducated (not them)
No more stealing votes from the Blacks folks (forgive our sins)
we’ll just take their rights away (give us strength)
Railroads smiled with the bankers (gotta watch em)
Steel and iron corporations (lil stankers)
Segregation, no regulation
Call it Favor for a favor
Country boy, city girl
Either way don’t pay em
cuz it’s all about the money
And we’re the commodities

Get wit it
We the best thang blowing in the city
Shake the Field throw game like
A frisbee
We deserve better?
No kidding
Don’t you ever play yourself

My shoes gon stay real dirty cuz I get it out the mud
My family is my blessing so they always show my love
Lil momma got that swag, but we don’t see how hard she go
Who them folk at the top keeping all the payments low?
Big Birther she ain’t sharing nothin

IV

Today, We should get together
And be a little bit braver
Sit down write a constitution
Ain’t nobody else gon save us
We got healers
Pro gamers
Small farmers
Bass bangers
Top shelf bottom shelf drinkers
Even abstainers
Fiddle players and quilt makers
Whole lot of good neighbors
Be nice if we’d get more staying
Bertha turns em into midnight trainers
Cuz we’d all like a little more money
Big Bertha’s not the sharing type

Could all use more power and money
Ol Bertha’s the hoarding kind (kinda scary if you ask me)

Instead We look all kinds of funny
Uncommon oddities

Curiosities (come see the worlds biggest constitution)
Bona fide monstrosity (if it came to reading that thing or a free labatomy)
Take the free lobotomy
(We been carrying Big Bertha around on our backs)
We need a back-e-otomy
You don’t need a law degree
Or doctor of philosophy
To say hey get up off of me
But we gon need a lot of you
We gon need a lot of me
Let’s get together
Get together

Cause it’s all about
G-G-Get together

Cause it’s all about
G-G-Get together

Cause it’s all about
G-G-Get together