Lyrical Breakdown of Who Are The Pimps? - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Boogie Down Productions weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Who Are The Pimps?" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Stick up! All gwan put your hands up in de air and turn around with your face to the ground Stick up! Here we go Who are the pimps? Who are the pimps? Wimps, sitting behind a desk You only get a glimpse of the action or reaction when you don't respond to them TAXING You fuck a lot when you're tax exempt Like with the church, the rules were somehow bent The more money you make, the more money you can have You lose your mind after a while trying to just grab and grab and grab and grab and grab until the pimps roll around real mad, what they say? "Pick up that money hoe!" You done all the work, but now a part of the show You're a hoe, you pimped all around real fresh Got letters on they chest spelling I, R, S And they be taxing, asking, sitting back relaxing Pimping asian, european, blacks and chicano Hah hah! But they can't pimp a wino Why? Because a wino don't want nuttin It's when you try to get ahead they start frontin Capitalism -- the system of pimps and hoes I'm sorry that's the way it goes In this particular system everyone's a slave Racist is how they want us to behave White Johnny, be fighting black Michael Both are blind to the system's sick cycle In a circle psychotically they slay each other with a grin, because of color of a skin "Pick up that money hoe!" (3X) Now we don't want to get you all alarmed A little education never did you no harm When Africa's free the African will be free Capitalism says we're ALL in slavery They're not looking at the color of a human brother April 15th they're looking at your mother! "Pick up that money hoe!" You work all week, and now your money has to go to a pimp, and it's you that limp They cut your check and take a tenth Don't wanna hear no lip, about support of family Cause on a piece of paper that's a fantasy They don't care if you're in a bad mood Your wife needs shoes, your kids need food Uh-uh, pick up that money honey The pimps so serious they're funny! They'll look you straight into your face and tell you that your money's going to a good place Like Social Security or Welfare But if you go to the Bahamas you'll see them all there "Pick up that money hoe!" (4X)