Lyric Tha Payroll (Stay Strong)
Gramma this one s for you (stay strong)
(Chorus)
(He s strong!)
Mama Mama Mama Mama I couldn t say "No"
(So strong!)
Got sick and tired of seein brothers being treated ill
(He s strong!)
They say to chill they say my homey s not available
(Stay strong!)
I hear Mama they got him working on tha Payroll
(She s strong!)
Mama Mama Mama Mama I couldn t say "No"
(So strong!)
Got sick and tired of seein sistas being treated ill
(She s strong!)
They say to chill, they say my homegirl s not available
(Stay strong!)
I hear Mama they got her working on tha Payroll
At 21 the brother "Smooth" he got a record deal
been working hard been writin songs about the things he feels
he says it s real, cause I got bills, but I got skills
my deck is stacked, if I could only get my shit on wax
when it was ripe he took his tape up to the rec execs
they smoked cigars and rolled their eye s at him behind their specs
your shit is phat but I don t hear it in the format Jack
what s all this black crap check page twenty one of your contract
(Chorus)
A friend of mine Roberta she got a job at the post office
she was college edjamacated but got fired up at the law office
I m all alone two kids at home, I need a job just any job
so I can get back on my feet like Tina "T"(urner)
the boss came up to her said, "why don t you come home with me"
I d like to see you take off your clothes for me
she said "No way man!"
he said "You don t understand"
"You lose your life, you lose your job if you don t do this shift!"
(Chorus)
I met a black man who became a police officer
officer, officer, officer, officer, officer, overseer
he tried to tell me it was the only job available
either rob or join the mob cause I m not salable
one night he went out on an undercover sting-ing
bought some smack tried to break the heroin ring-ring
Two cops white cops saw juggling goin down
they spilled his brain like homey the fuckin clown
(He s gone!)
Mama Mama Mama Mama I couldn t say no
got sick and tired of seein people bein treated ill
picked up my nines, walked up from behind
tapped two of them on the neck so I could meet their eyes direct
Pom! Pom!
I didn t do it for tha payroll
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
(He s strong!)
Mama Mama Mama Mama I couldn t say "No"
(So strong!)
Got sick and tired of seein brothers being treated ill
(He s strong!)
They say to chill they say my homey s not available
(Stay strong!)
I hear Mama they got him working on tha Payroll
(She s strong!)
Mama Mama Mama Mama I couldn t say "No"
(So strong!)
Got sick and tired of seein sistas being treated ill
(She s strong!)
They say to chill, they say my homegirl s not available
(Stay strong!)
I hear Mama they got her working on tha Payroll
At 21 the brother "Smooth" he got a record deal
been working hard been writin songs about the things he feels
he says it s real, cause I got bills, but I got skills
my deck is stacked, if I could only get my shit on wax
when it was ripe he took his tape up to the rec execs
they smoked cigars and rolled their eye s at him behind their specs
your shit is phat but I don t hear it in the format Jack
what s all this black crap check page twenty one of your contract
(Chorus)
A friend of mine Roberta she got a job at the post office
she was college edjamacated but got fired up at the law office
I m all alone two kids at home, I need a job just any job
so I can get back on my feet like Tina "T"(urner)
the boss came up to her said, "why don t you come home with me"
I d like to see you take off your clothes for me
she said "No way man!"
he said "You don t understand"
"You lose your life, you lose your job if you don t do this shift!"
(Chorus)
I met a black man who became a police officer
officer, officer, officer, officer, officer, overseer
he tried to tell me it was the only job available
either rob or join the mob cause I m not salable
one night he went out on an undercover sting-ing
bought some smack tried to break the heroin ring-ring
Two cops white cops saw juggling goin down
they spilled his brain like homey the fuckin clown
(He s gone!)
Mama Mama Mama Mama I couldn t say no
got sick and tired of seein people bein treated ill
picked up my nines, walked up from behind
tapped two of them on the neck so I could meet their eyes direct
Pom! Pom!
I didn t do it for tha payroll
(Chorus)
