Slave

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Fight the pain, inside the rain A rebel know, to let the devil go So now to get paid, bout to be working like a slave [Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko] I’m kinda good, kinda bad Kinda getting money can’t be mad I’m kinda broke but I’m kinda rich Wishing I had a corner I could put a bitch in Ain’t gon do nothing, ain’t like I’m suffering Food for my baby mouth and I bought a house For my baby mother and What’s wrong? I try Don’t matter, still die I’m strong, but I’m not When I’m alone, I cry Out for you, is hard to do I can’t see you, so doubt for you And out my mouth, I sprout the noose Too much Vodka, and Mountain Dew Blaspheming ain’t what I be meaning, if you listen fast You’d think I was a heathen, but the last Sunday receiving the preaching from the pastor And I ain’t even believing the bastard But no Hades, God’s baby God made me, a lil crazy When I’m off, I’m gone, my life, is my songs It's what I mean? When I sing, "still on a wing and a prayer" But if I listen to what was written In the scripture maybe it’ll get me there Share with the people I swear it isn’t evil Scared that it might be in vain But if I say I’m the genius, and like Jesus Everybody gonna know my name, Kali [Hook: Krizz Kaliko] I’ve been working like a slave, oh Lordy And I get tired a'long this lonesome journey I done stumbled on the road, I’ve been wrong, I know I know that there’s no peace, in my shelter [Verse 2: Kutt Callhoun] Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord I need reparations due to devastations From the state of present situations And it’s not easy To walk a narrow path and mock Jesus It’s hard when you’re family wonderin When you’re gonna make enough to stop leavin Stop breathing for a minute cause it’s all Artificial when them laws, tryna get you When them haters right behind em Wanna shove a double barrel sawed off, in your dental What can I do to stop a big catastrophe When niggas after me and bitches after me Wanna have my baby, missing niggas lately Trails and tribulations tackle me My mama think I made it, she feeling elated Proud of her only son born My kids think I’m the greatest, I can not display a smile Feelin like a Funion Salty and all (You’ll be...) Locked in a stall (...Tryin) Lost in the cause (Truly...no denying) Ain’t nobody gonna do it for me For the MO, don't let it drive me insane Solicitation of a prostitute Cause you're a ho when you’re playing this game But it’s okay I am gon ride till I triumph Cause everybody once upon a time was a slave This is Calhoun [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] I work, I play, and I drink booze every day Tryna muffle the blues I'mma say You'se in the way, fools run astray Allah, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me Mama got a problem with diabetes it don’t seem healthy Everything depends on N9na Fame hitting Dontez Senior Gotta nigga thinking some of the fans I’m making it Will they wanna do me like Selena Devil laughing like a hyena Losing all the good in my demeanor I don’t wanna go psycho but yo the flow ya know I got to go and Charlie Sheen ya Tryna stay good with the old lady My mind made her go crazy No time for my poor babies So don’t let a motherfucker play me When I say FU pay me Even though I’m getting money, you can still see I’m hungry like I’m in Haiti What am I to do? What am I to you? But a lot of cool? But I’m not amused? Can’t you see? I’m stressed, not free From y’all, I’m sick My body’s hot, if 'n this pressure Don’t let up, this will prolly stop for Tech N9na [Hook]