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Erykah Badu - The Grind

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Erykah Badu The Grind face parte de pe albumul Worldwide Underground , lansat in anul 2003 la Motown Records .

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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? 
 
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, ain't 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 
 
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 already on my mind, it's already on my mind 
 
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 already on my mind, it's already 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? 
 
Well, I'm a freedom fighter, this killa keep him off his Darbie 
People army guerrilla, economic development down for manual labor 
Revolutionary hustler fund raiser, catch me doing outreach 
See me running the streets politically educated but never graduated 
 
Call me doc like my dude Shakure fight for the core 
Have you ever been hungry before? Nigga fa sure 
 
Mommy got a job makin? 'bout six somethin' an hour 
She became the breadwinner when daddy was unemployed 
Working forty plus hours and kissing ass 
Seeming like the only honest way she can get some cash 
 
She struggglin? she don?t know I be hustlin? pulling my own weight 
I be hearing them fuss and fightin? at night mad late 
Over economics; it?s logic meaning they don?t got it 
Living in the projects, money?s the only object 
 
She makes $280 a week, standing on her feet 
The ends ain't even meeting the family ain?t eatin? 
'Cause if taxes is ten percent, and the rest if for the rent 
Then crime is what u get and niggaz is innocent 
 
See it really ain?t about if you eatin? or not eatin? 
It?s freedom or not freedom, breathin? or not breathin? 
?Nother day, ?nother way, ?nother dollar spent 
Gotta make a revolution out of fifteen cent