- Erykah Badu The Grind 歌詞
- Dead Prez Erykah Badu
- Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe
If you was raised in the hood well, then you already know It be days, it be good but mostly money be slow Have you ever been hungry before? Steady on the grind, steady on the grind' Cause I got to make it happen for one last to make ya know me Steady on the grind, steady on the grind' Cause I got to make it happen, ain't nobody gone do it for me Gotta get these dollars man Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind Money on mind, steady on the grind Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind Money on my mind, it's already on my mind, it's already on my mind Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind Money on mind, steady on the grind Steady on the grind, deadly on the grind Money on my mind, it's already on my mind, it's already on my mind Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe If you was raised in the hood well then you already know It be days it be good but only money be slow Have you ever been hungry before? Well, I'm a freedom fighter, this killa keep him off his DarbiePeople army guerrilla, economic development down for manual labor Revolutionary hustler fund raiser, catch me doing outreach See me running the streets politically educated but never graduated Call me doc like my dude Shakure fight for the core Have you ever been hungry before? ***** fa sure Mommy got a job makin’ 'bout six somethin' an hour She became the breadwinner when daddy was unemployed Working forty plus hours and kissing ass Seeming like the only honest way she can get some cash She struggglin’ she don’t know I be hustlin’ pulling my own weight I be hearing them fuss and fightin’ at night mad late Over economics; it’s logic meaning they don’t got it Living in the projects, money’s the only object She makes $280 a week, standing on her feet The ends ain't even meeting the family ain’t eatin’' Cause if taxes is ten percent, and the rest if for the rent Then crime is what u get and ****** is innocent See it really ain’t about if you eatin’ or not eatin’ It’s freedom or not freedom, breathin’ or not breathin’‘ Nother day, ‘nother way, ‘nother dollar spent Gotta make a revolution out of fifteen cent
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