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Testi G-Dep - Everyday
Testi-musica-canzoni.it > Testi lettera G > G-Dep > Child Of The Ghetto - EverydayA yo, I walk down the block with my stomach in knots
 Spent time hustling, running from cops
 Broke as a joke, no ends at all
 Can't play ball and my Timbs is small
 Can't buy trees with government cheese
 I rather be where its breeze, niggas bubbling ki's
 My moms got two jobs one on her knees
 and writin letters to the governor "Please call off the deeds"
 My baby mother with another brother with cash
 and drive by roll down the window and laugh
 I solve all my problems with indo and hash
 Bought my daughter a Nintendo now she calling it Dad
 My landlord's a jerk, the water don't work
 My little sister twelve and she bought her own skirt
 Rather do Kirk than do her homework
 Talk blunts and boys and she'll jump for joy
 Shit's twisted, opportunity not but I missed it
 Out in the park gettin lifted
 So now I'm sittin here shit out of luck without a buck
 and it don't make a difference
 
 So do you hear me?
 'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly
 I got to know I got to go
 I strive for my pay each and every way
 but this type of shit it happens everyday
 
 It's like I'm trapped in a maze walk around in a daze
 I won't rest 'til I'm paid or I'm down in my grave
 I wanna look tough, but my sneakers is scuffed
 Everyday pants in the week is enough
 I had a little money but it came and it went
 Now its either pay the rent or stay in a tent
 and it don't make sense how the shit is intense
 and all you got up in your pocket is lint, you get the hint?
 I had a cigarette for breakfast, just for beginners
 Cried for my lunch and sleep for dinner
 I tried to go to church, priest called me a sinner
 He called me everything except for a winner
 I'm walking in the rain wishing things would change
 It ain't a game, mad I pawned all the rings and chains
 Emotionally scarred form losing my job
 Pass the nod nigga, times is hard
 
 [CHORUS]
 So do you hear me?
 'Cause if you don't I'll come up close and say it clearly
 I got to know, I got to go
 I strive for my pay each and every way
 but this type of shit it happens everyday
 Now would you check me?
 If I was you and you was me, would you respect me?
 I got to know I got to go
 I strive for my pay each and every way
 but this type of shit it happens everyday
 
 I ain't gonna front, all I want is a blunt
 a pair of blue and yellow dunks and my hundreds in chunks
 But, people see me, put they purse to the front
 I'm waking up early on the first of the month
 Honeys don't respect when you call 'em collect
 and it's 25 cent you can call 'em direct
 I put my life on the line I ain't making a dime
 Nigga call me "Never mind , man you're wastin' your time"
 A yo, I'm livin' in the ghetto and I'm tryin' to survive
 At the same time a nigga rolling by in a five
 Can find a drive for a 9-5
 It's like I only get by when I'm feeling the high
 And I ain't got no smoke, the elevator broke
 I'm at the end of my rope tryin to find a way to cope
 I'm sipping on Gin thinking how I could win
 I don't know where it begins but this is where it could end
 
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