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Lyric Shit Happens Everyday


[G-Dep]
Listen...I ma tell you straight like this
Word up! Listen...

[Verse 1]
Hey yo! I walk down the block
Wit my stomach in knots
Spend time hustlin runnin from cops.
Broke as a joke, no wins at all
Can t play ball and my Timb s are small.
Can t buy trees wit government cheese
I rather be where it s breeze, niggas bubblin keys.
My moms got two jobs, one on her knees
And writin letters to the governor-
Please call off the deeds!
My baby mother wit another brother wit cash
They drive by, roll down the window and laugh.
I solve all my problems wit indo and hash
Bought my daughter a Nintendo
Now she callin it dad.
My landlord s a jerk, the water don t work
My little sister twelve
And she bought her own skirt.
Rather do Kurt than do her homework
Talk blunts and boys and she ll jump fa joy.
Shit s twisted! Opportunity knocked
But I missed it, out in the park gettin lifted.
So now I m sittin here shit outta luck
Without a buck and it don t make a difference!

So yo! If you hear me
Cause if you don t I come up close
And say it clearly. I got ta know-I got ta go!
I strive fa my pay each and every way
But this type of shit, it happens everyday!

[Verse 2]
It s like I m trapped in a maze
Walk around in a daze.
I won t rest til I m paid
Almost down in my grave.
I wanna look tough but my sneakers is scuffed
Everyday passing the week is enough.
I had a little money but it came and it went
Now it s either pay the rent or stay in a tent.
And it don t make sense how the shit is intense
And all ya got up in ya pocket is lint.
You get the hint!
I had a cigarette fa breakfast, just a beginner
Fries fa my lunch and sleep fa dinner.
Try ta go ta church priest call me a sinner
They call me everything except for a winner.
I m walkin in the rain wishin things would change
It ain t a game and I pawned all the rings and chains.
Emotionally scarred from losin my job
Pastor nod-nigga times is hard.

Now do ya hear me?
Cause if ya don t I come up and say it clearly.
I got ta know-I got ta go!
I strive fa my pay each and every way
But this type of shit, it happens everyday!
Now would ya check me?
If I was you and you was me
Would you respect me?
I got ta know-I got ta go!
I strive fa my pay each and every way
But this type of shit, it happens everyday!

[Verse 3]
Yo, yo! 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 wakin up early in the first of the month.
Honeys don t respect when you callin collect
And it s twenty-five cent, you can call em direct.
I put my life on the line, I ain t makin a dime
Niggas call me never mind.
Man, you re wastin ya time!
Hey yo! I m livin in the ghetto
And I m tryin ta survive.
At the same time a nigga rollin by in a five
Can t find a job for a 9 ta 5
It s like the only gettin by
When ya feelin the high.
And I ain t got no smoke, the elevator broke
I m at the end of my rope
Tryin ta find a way ta court.
I m sippin on gin thinkin how I could win
I don t know where it begin
But this is where it could end.

Now yo! [Hook]