Текст песни De La Soul - The Grind Date
De La Soul - The Grind Date слова песни
if the meek shall inherit the earthand not the weaklet me inherit the street, fuck ityou know what I mean?I mean I love life man, you know what I meanlife is beautiful, it`s just the shit in it that`s fucked upit`s rough but it`s fairpeople gotta go out there and bust they, bust they ass for a jobI mean, my dad`s got five kids, man and I mean yohe hates drivin` a bus but he loves five kidsyou feel me?I`m a rhyme artistout here tryin` to grind my hardestup early so to milk the cowkeep my john deere out here plowin` the fieldsto keep my john hancock`s worth up in the nowwent from hangin` on blocks to hangin` on chartspositions is parta my mission to hangin` on topgotta get your polly cracker or with them crackersand them scheisty ass niggaz if you like it or notI`ve been rewired to work more efficiently in the dirtI`m hands on with it all up in my cuticlessome try to get off the farm but fell into harmof gettin in the game of those street pharmaceuticalsbut, I was raised in those blue collar themeshavin` white collar dreams cause I see what it meansand though the meek shall inherit the earth but don`t forgetthe poor are the ones who inherit the debtyou can bet I got better things to do than thatI was a dick who got jerked by Tom and his boyscame on my land, seized my cattle, and catalogas if it wouldn`t leave me less than coybut I`m far from bitter even farther from quittin`got a grind date to make, no time for sittin`and playin` xbox, stand up and exercise my rightsas of by seen of through masta`s eyeit`s the grind dateknow what I`m sayin? I`m sick of askin` thatI mean, the street philosophy is thatI`m gonna milk the cow and cook the meatat least I`m gonna have some kind of food and drinkbecause sometimes you can`t come backlike momma said that if you need 5 cents don`t ask for 3ask for 10, that`s for sureYo fuck a rhyme artist, I ain`t here for thatI was born with the boom bap, respect the namemy hands on experience was hands on my first contracttaught me quick how to respect the gameintroduced to the block, got used to the blockbut your neighbors be the ones who throw shit on your lawnit`s like every single time we pop, they got annoyedbut we got ahead, and we got alongand puttin` work on the calendars, worse on them calendarsworth of hump days that broke the camel`s backthe grind`ll make today look grayand paint a tainted picture of tomorrows in enamel blackmeet the rhyme, street grind, son whatever the beastI`m a take it at the horns till the pinky toe tornand show you why we here this longcause when it comes to puttin` in workonce again it`s onI`m just like everybody else manan average nigga with above average potentialyou know what I mean? I`m not sayin` that I`m a gentlemanI`m sayin that I know how to act like a gentlemanin order to get the things that I needand if I gotta pull out my nickle bag, I`m gonna do thatThis ain`t no accident, we stayin` hereYou damn right I am proud of myself manand I`m proud of my team manI don`t want you to get the wrong, yo baby on the real?I don`t have sex with people I do business with neitherand that`s the realbut I do do business with people that I have sex withso if there ain`t no conflict, let`s get this grind oncause I`m gonna fuck the shit outta you, that`s word