The Grind (ft Dead Prez)歌词
  • 歌手:Erykah Badu
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
    Verse 1:

    Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe

    If you was raised in the hood well then you already know

    It be days it be good but mostly money be slow

    Have you ever been hungry before

    "gotta get these dallars man"

    Chorus:

    Steady on the grind

    Steady on the grind

    Cause i got to make it happen

    For one last to make ya know me

    Steady on the grind

    Steady on the grind

    Cause i got to make it happen

    Aint nobody gone do it for me

    "gotta get these dollars man"

    Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Oh-oh-oh-oh

    Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Oh-oh-oh-oh

    Verse 2:

    Steady on the grind

    Deadly on the grind

    Money on mind

    Steady on the grind

    Steady on the grind

    Deadly on the grind

    Money on my mind

    It's alredy on my mind

    It's alredy on my mind

    Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe

    If you was raised in the hood well then you already know

    It be days it be good but only money be slow

    Have you ever been hungry before

    Verse 3:

    Well i'm a freedom fighter

    This killa keep him off his garbie

    People army guerilla

    Econmic development down for manual labor

    Revolutionary hustler fund raiser

    Catch me doing outreach

    See me running the streets

    Politcally educated but never graduated

    Call me doc like my dude shakure

    Fight for the core

    Have you ever been hungry before

    Fa shure

    Mommie gotta job makin about six of 'em a hour

    She became to brag with it when daddy was unemployed

    Working forty plus hous and kissing ass

    Seeming like the only way she could get some cash

    she struggling they dont know why we hustlin

    pullin my own weight

    I be hearing them fussin fightin at night mad late

    Over economics it's logic meaning they dont got it

    Living in the projects money's the only object

    She makes weighly a week standing on her feet

    The engine needs a meetin

    The family aint eatin

    And the taxes is ten percent the rest is for the rent

    The crime is what you get

    And niggas is innocent

    See it really aint about if your eatin

    Is freedom or not freedom

    Reepin or not reepin
  • Verse 1:

    Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe

    If you was raised in the hood well then you already know

    It be days it be good but mostly money be slow

    Have you ever been hungry before

    "gotta get these dallars man"

    Chorus:

    Steady on the grind

    Steady on the grind

    Cause i got to make it happen

    For one last to make ya know me

    Steady on the grind

    Steady on the grind

    Cause i got to make it happen

    Aint nobody gone do it for me

    "gotta get these dollars man"

    Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Oh-oh-oh-oh

    Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Oh-oh-oh-oh

    Verse 2:

    Steady on the grind

    Deadly on the grind

    Money on mind

    Steady on the grind

    Steady on the grind

    Deadly on the grind

    Money on my mind

    It's alredy on my mind

    It's alredy on my mind

    Every day is a struggle how to hustle some doe

    If you was raised in the hood well then you already know

    It be days it be good but only money be slow

    Have you ever been hungry before

    Verse 3:

    Well i'm a freedom fighter

    This killa keep him off his garbie

    People army guerilla

    Econmic development down for manual labor

    Revolutionary hustler fund raiser

    Catch me doing outreach

    See me running the streets

    Politcally educated but never graduated

    Call me doc like my dude shakure

    Fight for the core

    Have you ever been hungry before

    Fa shure

    Mommie gotta job makin about six of 'em a hour

    She became to brag with it when daddy was unemployed

    Working forty plus hous and kissing ass

    Seeming like the only way she could get some cash

    she struggling they dont know why we hustlin

    pullin my own weight

    I be hearing them fussin fightin at night mad late

    Over economics it's logic meaning they dont got it

    Living in the projects money's the only object

    She makes weighly a week standing on her feet

    The engine needs a meetin

    The family aint eatin

    And the taxes is ten percent the rest is for the rent

    The crime is what you get

    And niggas is innocent

    See it really aint about if your eatin

    Is freedom or not freedom

    Reepin or not reepin