The Grouch & Eligh - Comin' up (feat. mistah f.a.b.) lyrics

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The Grouch & Eligh - Comin' up (feat. mistah f.a.b.) lyrics

Well now they be claiming friend but they ain't happy for me Seems more like a competition where you act like you're pleased Because everybody's mission's to position they self And build up a large supply of my personal wealth And if you see success you know that people will talk And yes, we all are equal and my ego ain't lost either But I'm neither stuck nor winning 'cause of this skin tone I made a buck off penning intelligent poems And if you think it's all a fluke, go on and do you I hope the people feel you're fresh as much as you do But if it isn't working out just how you planned it Maybe you're the one who doesn't understand it I thank god that I'm blessed with the gift But all that really means is that I'm stressed with the curse The better it gets, this mess gets worse My head I lift for those dead in the dirt The dead I miss until my head it hurt My mother rock Kiss before she head out to work I sit and reminisce of homies dead on my shirt I wish I could shift like the axis on the Earth And get away from this nonsense on the turf But life's got a twist like a football Nerf In the middle of the mist close friends got murked With the fiddle of a wrist other friends got worked Some sh** will make you sick so what is it all worth? Man a symbol of a fist is for why we all search Black power, white power, brown power, it will work But power don't exist at the bottom since birth We gotta get chips, show the world what we're worth You can talk with your lips but you must listen first We gotta come up like CVE On MTV Not really my seed Some E-Y-Es gotta see G&E in the flesh For decree to impede to the surface To purchase a home is a dream that I need Hold me back never that No soul no man could ever sever Eligh for making the weather better Sunshine make it all mine to the feather One time can't arrest my development A to the C just wanna be free do me Won't hate on another man's cape That's not my fate I'll get my taste just wait Patience is not my best suit Yet I'm not here to impress you Just brush 'em off when they test you Bless you Yes you