Street Poison [Stressed Out Mix]

So when they say, "Yo
You know your lyrics are explicit"
I say, "Yo, I rap the Star Spangled Banner"

The hood don't change
Never let it wash your brain
Treat poison in your veins

Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at
The twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Thru the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched
Were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night that
Our flag was still there
Oh, say does that star-spangled
Banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and
The home of the brave?
America, America, what have you done?
You used to be the whole light
Of the world like the sun
Now look what you've become this unified
What happened to one of many won?
What happened to the social security fund?
You know, thieves and candidates both run
Man, don't look so stunned
You know what you're gonna get
When you get KRS-One the hood don't change
Never let it wash your brain
Treat poison in your veins
People gotta die, how many stars rearrange
? screaming
I know it's there, let me hold something
Before I let somebody hold something please
Cause I'm stressed out all the way

I blast first, unemployment that hurts
Is it too much to ask
For a government that works?
Poverty? for everyone
Sickness, hatred, ignorance
That can hit anyone
Any run, others grab hold of they gun
They need hundreds of dollars but
They're holding the one
A single, while their children are hypnotized
By hard price commercial jingles
Where is the president take a mingle
Amongst the people in the streets
Airports and the malls, healthcare debates
Immigration reports
None of that appeals to me at all
I want global education, helps me compete
America's education should match the streets
I want less cops on the streets
And only the best cops on the streets

I wanna spit the rough over the airways
To play up by deejays that's
Not on air slaves
I don't like the drug lords
They're the crappiest
They deny citizens they pursue
To the happiness
Drug abuse is dangerous, not drugs
They should be sold by doctors only
Not thugs we losing our bugs and our birds
Species of plants and that you never heard
My president is not heartless
My president preserve and protects
The rain forests state parks are closing
That means the wildlife conservation
Funds are frozen but that oil keeps flowing
And the profit's from illegal wars
It keeps on growing
Man, when it's gonna stop?
It's gonna stop when you get KRS some?

Yo, I'm stressed out
Let me show you how stressed out
New remix, extended version
And all my niggers in the
Streets are stressed out

The cops they got away with murder once again
Whenever not guilty, another dead friend
Another dead son, another dead brother
Another mad father, another sad mother
(I'm stressed out) My people
Living in conditions
That ain't air conditioned
We need to break from this bullshit
And intermission for the pull shit
It's all bullshit, stop me for a tail light
They wanna throw me in jail for a whole night
I hate the fact that you can
Cuss me the fuck out
Hands out the window, "Nigga
Get the fuck out"
Ask me who caught me driving
"How can I afford it?" "How am I surviving?"
Shit, I feel insulted
I'm a law abiding tax payer
But you mad cause I make more
And I'm a rap singer
Because I'm dressed like a old school player
And the uniform is tighter
Than the law's first
Undercover, looking for the bad guy
Drinking in the strip joint
How many drinks before the end point
But you can pin point 4th man
Never identifying your plan
Never identifying yourself or your man
And everybody got a full clip
In their war hand
See the cop see the DA and see the judge
In the bathroom, giving each other hugs
Way too much love and they calling us thugs