Dead Prez
Dead Prez - Hell Yeah (Hidden Track) lyrics
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Holton Street Dean Street, click clack President, uh huh Nostril out, DP's Orange Al, RPG's T-Town, who wanna ride? Brooklyn, come on, come on Sittin' in' the livin' room on the floor All the pain got me on some migraine shit But I'm gonna maintain Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name And my homies in the same boat goin' through the same thing Ready for a cake, better plot for the paper We been livin' in' the dark since April On the candle, gotta get a handle My homie got a 25 automatic added to the caper Nigga get the phonebook look up in the yellow page Lemme tell you how we fin' to get paid We gonna order take out and when we see the driver We gonna stick the 25 up in his face Let's ride, steppin' outside like warriors Head to the notorious Southside One weapon to the four of us Hidin' in the corridor until we see the beam from car headlights White boy in' the wrong place at the right time Soon as the car door open up he mine We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes You know what this is, it's a stick up Gimme the do' from your pickups You ran into the wrong niggaz We runnin' down the block hot with these stacks of boxes So we split up and met back at the apartment Hell yeah, yo ain't you hungry my nigga? Hell yeah, you wanna get paid my nigga? Hell yeah, ain't you tired of starvin' my nigga? Hell yeah, well let's ride then Hell yeah, hell yeah I know a way we can get paid you can get down But you can't be afraid Let's go to the DMV and get a ID The name says you but the face is me Now it's your turn take my paper work Like 1, 2, 3 let's make it work Then, fill out the credit card application And it's gonna be 'bout 3 weeks a waitin' For American Express, Discover Card Platinum Visa, Master Card 'Cause when we was spooked as shit then we was targets Now we just walk right up and say, "Charge it!" To the game we rockin' brand names Well known at department store chains Even got the boys in the crew a few things Po po never know who to true blame Sto' after sto' you know we kept rollin' Wait two weeks, report the car stolen Repeat the cycle like a like a laundry mat Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch Comin' out the mall with the shoppin' bags We can take it right back then get the cash Yeah, get a friend and then do it again Damn right, that's how we paid the rent Hell yeah Time to get this paper I'm down for the caper Please steady on It's a deadly struggle We all gotta hustle This is the way we survive Time to get this paper I'm down for the caper Please steady on It's a deadly struggle We all gotta hustle This is the way we survive I know a caper We can get some government paper You know food stamps, can we really do that? Hell yeah, right there for the takin' Fuck welfare, we say reparations And, uh, you know the grind Get up early get in the line and just wait Everybody on break that's part of the game And when they call your name Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless But I gotta eat regardless No family to run to I'm 22 Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do My sad story made her feel close to me I made her feel like it was an emergency When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe I came back with a big bag of groceries, hell yeah Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day I find out how to pimp on the system Two steps ahead of the manager Gettin' over on the regular tax free money out of the register And when I'm workin' late nights Stockin' boxes I'm creepin' they merchandise And don't put me on dishes I'm droppin' them bitches And takin' all day long to mop the kitchen shit We ain't gettin' paid commission, minimum wage Modern day slave conditions Got me flippin' burgers with no power Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position I take mine off the top like a politician Where I'm from doin' dirt is a part of living I got mouths to feed, dawg, I gots to get it Hell yeah, you down to roll my nigga? Hell yeah, you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga? Hell yeah, your woman need money and things my nigga? Hell yeah, well let's ride then Hell yeah If you claimin' gangsta Then bring on the system And show that you ready to ride 'Til we get our freedom We got to get over Please steady on the grind If you claimin' gangsta Then bring on the system And show that you ready to ride 'Til we get our freedom We got to get over Please steady on the grind