Let's start a war on a farm crop,
Let's start a little war
Let's start a war on a farm crop,
and ruin the lives of the poor

A million men in a million prisons,
We'll ruin a million lives
Flood the streets of every city
With guns and gangs and knives
The lives of the poor, you know they say
"The poor have always been cursed"
Well this idea I got right here,
it's gonna make it all a million times worse

Let's start a war on a farm crop,
Let's start a little war
Let's start a war on a farm crop,
and ruin the lives of the poor

Strawberries and cocoa beans,
Rip them out of the ground
I'm the only one who gets to decide
What grows and what comes around
Marijuana, and leaves of green
Brother I'll shoot you dead
I don't give no good god damn
What no scientist said

Let's start a war on a farm crop,
Let's start a little war
Let's start a war on a farm crop,
and ruin the lives of the poor

Chicago and New Orleans, let's watch them burn
Los Angeles and New York City, you boys wait your turn
Mexico, Colombia -- them fuckers already fried
They say "you can never get them all!"
God damn them, because I'm gonna try

Let's start a war on a farm crop,
Let's start a little war
Let's start a war on a farm crop,
and ruin the lives of the poor