| Lyrics: | [intro sample vocals from "American Pimp"]
So much shit goes on it makes me doubt about a God --
you know, makes me ask
well if there is a God then why am I in the situation that I'm in?
Or
why is my family going through certain situations
when I don't think that they deserve it nah
mean?
Or why do good people suffer so much and bad people prosper so much?
[sample
fades out as instrumental comes in]
[lighter sparking]
Yo
Goin out...we light
this J up right here...for all the hard working folk
cross this country, cross the world
For
everybody on the grind everyday 9 to 5, 8 to 12 -- you know how we do it
Hand to hand,
whateva...
Yo, yo..
[Chorus - singing]
I been working all my life but ain't got
nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothing you don't already know
I been working all my
life but ain't got nothin' to show
Like this world just don't want us to groooow
I been
working all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothing you don't already
know
I been working all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
Wanna run up in tha white
house and kick in tha do' ohhhhh
[Verse 1]
What a nigga gonna eat when the refrigerator
empty?
Work all week let the bossman pimp me?
Can't pay no rent till the 15th
Landlord
call the police to evict me
Lookin for a job in the want ads
Have you ever been to jail?
Know they gone ask
Ever took a piss test that you didn't pass?
In between jobs in the past?
How you get cash?
I done worked over hot ass stoves
I done picked up trash off
roads
Winter time in the streets and the cold
Many times had to sleep in my clothes on the
flo'
What you know bout bein' po' seei |
