• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Affirmative Action - Nas
• Affirmative Action - Az
• Affirmative Action - Lucky Dube
• Affirmative Action - Johnny Rebel
• Affirmative Action - Ntm
• Affirmative Action - Pridebowl

This is what... this what they want huh?
This is what it's all about..
What? Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, youknowImean?
Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man
Yknahmean?
Niggaz don't understand the four devils:
Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy
Wicked niggaz man
Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac
And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape
The Corleone, fettucini Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black
Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on
the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo my people from Medina they will see you
when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends
U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy
with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it
Yo, my mind is seein through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sippin on crushed grapes, we lust papes
and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickenin, he just finished biddin upstate
And now the projects, is talkin that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me
"Life's a Bitch," but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meetin Foxy at Demars
Movin cars, your top papi Senor Escobar
In the black Camaro
Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the apparel
Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions
in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
He money bags got Moet, Sean Don
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team we shittin hard like Czar
Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar
I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sittin on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!
We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy
The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke
Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that's pure though
Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar
Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin villa in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringin through
So let's see, if we flip this other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key

Intro: AZ
This is what... this what they want huh?
This is what it's all about..
What? Time to take Affirmative Action son
They just don't understand, youknowImean?
Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man
Yknahmean?
Niggaz don't understand the four devils:
Lust.. Envy.. Hate.. Jealousy
Wicked niggaz man
[AZ the Visualiza]
Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac
And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat
Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape
The Corleone, fettucini Capone
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown
Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown
Aristocrats, politickin daily with diplomats
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black
[Cormega]
Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft
That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on
the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Yo my people from Medina they will see you
when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen us
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team
Corleone be turnin niggaz to fiends
U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy
with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it
[Nas]
Yo, my mind is seein through your design like blind fury
I shine jewelry sippin on crushed grapes, we lust papes
and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake
It's sickenin, he just finished biddin upstate
And now the projects, is talkin that somebody gotta die shit
It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee
Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me
"Life's a Bitch," but God-forbid the bitch divorce me
I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me
Cuban cigars meetin Foxy at Demars
Movin cars, your top papi Senor Escobar
[Foxy Brown]
In the black Camaro
Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow
Wallabee's be the apparel
Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions
in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
He money bags got Moet, (Sean Don)
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
My whole team we shittin hard like Czar
Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar
I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
I keep a phat jew-el, sippin Crist-ies
Sittin on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!
We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy
The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke
Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that's pure though
Flippin the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar
Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin villa in Manilla
We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight
We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringin through
So let's see, if we flip this other key
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty
Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key

From where I stand
I can see the world
Getting smaller and smaller
And there'll be no place
For people like you, Georgie
Who still live in the past
When you couldn't do things for yourself
You blamed it on apartheid
You blamed it on the government and everybody
Now is the time to prove yourself
If you think affirmative action
Is the way out, no way, no way
Constitution can be changed
From time to time,
But that does not mean that
You don't need no education
We are tired of people who
Think that affirmative action is the way out
And, is another way of putting puppets
Where they don't belong
I'm so sorry, Georgie
But the only way to get our economy strong
Is to have an educated nation
And if you think affirmative action
Is the way out, no way, no way
Education is still the key
Even though we have affirmative action
Education is still the key
Even though we have affirmative action
Education is still the key
Even though we have affirmative action

Affirmative action, what's this country coming to
Affirmative action, what's the white man gonna do
It's another government handout and simply said
You've got to hire a nigger instead
I was down at the office, cleaning up the joint
Just doing a little extra, making brownie points
Cause I'd heard somebody say, a promotion's on the line
So I was working hard, I wanted that promotion to be
mine
So I asked the CEO if I could have a try
He said "you work hard, son and I know you qualify
You're the best man for the job but it's out of my
hands
I've got to give it to a nigger, courtesy of Uncle Sam"
Oh affirmative action, what's this country coming to
Affirmative action, what's the white man gonna do
It's another government handout and simply said
You've got to hire a nigger instead
Now I went looking for a new job the very next day
I got an interview and things were surely going my way
I was asked a lot of questions, I was giving it my best
My qualifications were impeccable, I could tell he was
impressed
Then a nigger walked in and said "yo, what's up
You need a man, well here I be. Say bro, you're in
luck"
The bossman looked at me and said "what can I do
Uncle Sam says I've got to hire the nigger instead of
you"
Oh affirmative action, what's this country coming to
Affirmative action, what's the white man gonna do
It's another government handout and simply said
You've got to hire the nigger instead
Now we've gotta stop what's happening to you and me
The feds have got to listen and I'm sure you'll agree
We need to get their attention and make them understand
I've been thinking about it lately and I got a plan
Oh let's act like a bunch of niggers and go out in the
street
And demonstrate and raise some hell to everyone we meet
We'll stop taking all this crap that we have in the
past
And tell Uncle Sam to stick the affirmative action up
his ass
So affirmative action, what's this country coming to
Affirmative action, what's the white man gonna do
It's another government handout and simply said
You've got to hire a nigger instead
Oh it's another government handout and simply said

Check the lyrics
Chacun sa Mafia ,
Chacun sa Mifa
You sit back relax catching contacts
Sip your cognac
and let's all washthis money through this
laundry mat
sneak attack
a new cat is nack worth top dollard in fact
touch mines and i'll react like a
rock wilder
who pull the late
we play for high stakes at gun point
catch'em and break undress'em tie'em
with tape
no escape
the corleone fettucini capone roam in
you won zone
get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
we go it sewn
the firm art of war is unknown
lower your tone face it
homicide cases get blown
aristocrats politician daily with
diplomatssee me I'm official mack lex coup
triple black
Pas de Don Corleone dans mon Quartier
Mais si tu deconnes jusqu'au bout faudra jouer les bonnes.
Mais y a plus de place pour les rêves,
Et si quand on s'éléve les rageurs te jettent l'oeil
même les Anges te crévent
Sache que l'union fait la force mais que la misère la divise.
Et qu'en période de crise chacun mise sur son biz
Chacun sa Mafia,
Chacun sa Mifa
même l'état fonctionne comme ça.
Que d'la couille man
l'église et en secrets d'états
Chacun sa Mafia,
Chacun sa Mifa
Aujourd'hui ça se passe comme ça.
Chacun sa Mafia (bis)
Yo my mind is seeing through design
like blind fury
I shine jewelry sippin'on crusted grapes
we lust pops
and push cakes
inside the casket at just's wake
it's sickening love just finish bidding
upstate
and now the project is talking that
somebody gotta die
shit
it's logic as it is nobody that's in
my clique
my man smoke
know how to expand coke
and Mr coffee
febs cost me 2 mil to get the system
off me
life's a bitch
but god forbid the bitch divorce me
I be flooded with ice or hell fire kid
scorch me
cuban cigars
meetin' foxy at the mars
movin' cars
your top pockets
Sr. Escobar
Pour tous les flics je balance avec mes trippes,j'applique
et nous afflige, cherche pas, y'a même plus rien qui nous implique
Même la vie nous tient a bout de bras
on oeuvre dans l'ombre ayant conscience de notre force :
La force du nombre.
c'est comme ça qu'on prie
sur la putain de société parallele,
on a le vent dans le dos,
prêt a voler de nos propres ailes.
Chez moi y'a pas de trou,
pas...
Non y'a pas de place pour tout ça
dans mon quartier mon gars.
J'ai vu des gosses qui se bousillent en bas.

Gangsters you are
And gangsters you'll be
But when you're apart
You are and have nothing
Push, shove and kick
You think you're tough
But when the gun clicks
You'll wish you had enough
There's no way out
Like a baby needs it's mother
You cry for help
Callin' for some other
Callin' for your brother
Wandering streets late at night
Out lookin' just to fight
You walk like a pack of wolves
Pounding at first sight
There's no way out
If you only knew
How silly you looked
When I put you in the chair
And watch the cook
So wipe that stupid grin
And straighten up
Don't fight to win
Or you'll get fucked up