"This afternoon we want to talk about" "Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from"
[WC] Five yers ago when I was in high school No bills to pay, I used to say to myself "Life is cool" I had a roof over my head and a part-time job Slanging at OB's birdstand Washington High was the school I attended Til '87 graduation came and I wasn't with it Kicked out the house at the age of 18 No money for college, mmm, how should I handle things? I tried to go the so-called right way And went to a JC but I wasn't getting paid I'm working at a chicken stand now with the chicken With a spring at the top of my hat getting clowned I gotta pay my rent but my job ain't cutting it So now I'm drinking gin saying "Here's my alternative" To either keep doing what I'm doing, don't trip Or go and buy gats y'all and come up on a grip So like anybody else I went and bought a gun Pulling burgs at night and now I'm counting my funds Three times a day and I drive a coup on danas Cruising through the alley bumping on "Hi" to players Yo, you can say what you want but I was taught on the streets That if a brother didn't work, then he didn't eat
"You don't work, you can't eat"
[Coolio] Peep this, something kind if for weakness Focus on the park and watch how I freak this Subject for survival, got to stay alive I gotta eat so I do or die Not a full-time crook but I was born right So if I want to eat, sometimes I got to jack So jack I will and go get some presidents A foot in the ground and the other on an oil slick Money ain't everything but either is brokeness Give me a knife cause I can't live off happiness Once a brother said I can't work for the white kind Standing on the corner in a soup line Said he's too black, too strong, ain't done nothing yet Waiting on the fifth for his government relief check Humming and bumming, most hate to see him coming And every first and 15th, these strongs on his life But a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal That's why I'm real and I ain't afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don't work, OG, then you don't eat
"You don't work, you can't eat" (Repeat 2x)
[Ice Cube] Ayo, I want y'all to meet a nigga from the Lench Mob He gaffled for his meals (McDonald's is my spot) Ayo Jay Dee, kick some shit for the Maad Circle, G
[Jay Dee] If you don't work, you don't eat, need I say more? Cause I'm a kick my rhymes in abundant while you stay poor Since I was 14 I raised myself I built a roof over my head and then I went for self I sold cooked-up rock, made my way through school I'm not saying you should do it cause it ain't too cool Kicking ???, playing to start your back Talking about that bullshit prize, you slay me right? And you other motherfuckers out here banging for change Need to wise up and seek personal gain Or maintain some type of pain Cause they don't give away hot lunches out here in L.A. Yo peace to the Dub and the Maad Circle For giving me the chance to let the rhyme just flow So you can (So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job)
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