Текст песни The Roots f Jean Grae - Somebody`s Gotta Do It
The Roots f Jean Grae - Somebody`s Gotta Do It слова песни
The RootsSomebody`s Gotta Do It Lyrics[Hook]Somebody`s gotta be there when it gets uglySomebody`s gotta be there when it gets bloodySomebody`s gotta get their hands dirtyYo, it`s a fucked up job but somebody`s gotta do itSomebody`s gotta come up with a planAnd be there when the shit hits the fanI hope y`all out there understandLook man it`s a fucked up job, but somebody`s gotta do it[Riq Gees]Yeah y`all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionistRaw, that`s what every soldier in my collective isThought, control level is that of a gold medalistMy level headedness make it come off so effortlessThe rebel is a opposite extreme of devilishBack setting it with the answer to your deficitMy track record is hot shit, consecutiveSmug, I got game just like a record executiveA kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemenA genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindlingBet on BlackBet these cats that`s all gelatinWill fall back spittin` them raps that`s unintelligentRaps that cap, rabid rattlin` out the gattlin`Crippling rhymes whistlin` past, blow you back inSmellin` your blood now I`m huntin`Blowin` your front in for frontin` what up cousin?Oh, now it`s nothin`Yo, you can`t go beyond a point of no returningI flip like my name TurnerThat`s for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike TurnerThe raw sojourner for truthThe mic burner[Repeat Hook][Jean Grae]Mic malevolence defies violence I inheritedOthers just rentin` it like rooms at the SheratonI gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in-And y`all cold like a show in the NetherlandsCold shoulders and frozen aortic valves -So I don`t form pals - conform to norms - morals differentGifted - use it to shift shit a mutant shape shifter when I spit it I`m liquidYou could lick a million shots at the character of the body shellThey`ll just richochette nigga aura`s hard as hellBefore there was ain`t hard to tellThe mic`s cycle coincided right with mine as wellSince a minor I walked with the spine upstraightI learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plateI scraped barrel - even dined up on wine and steaksCuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chasedThe narrow margin with the haves and the have notsWill get smaller as I approach - so watch your stash boxFox logo if your fave is localGet bruised till you`re the color of the Laker`s logoThis is work niggaz[Repeat Hook][Mac]I made it - ain`t nobody believe in meBut this rap game is like selling coke legallyAin`t no innovations - that takes concentrationNigga`s celebrating not knowing the time they wastingKillin` mics is one of my aestheticsRip very live so I`m an entertainer like CedricShit they play on radio`s now give me a headacheCan`t slow me down I know where I`m headedThe profit on kill if you let itNigga`s feeling energeticWanna rumble - guns will come outHere come the paramedicsI`m just trying to live like I`ve DevinTired of my people failin`We all sin - the devil, what di I tell emSomebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddyI see things vividly, y`all vision is blurryEven if you hate - through my music you gone loveEverybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly[Repeat Hook]