The Blues

I sing the BLUES in the hull of a ship Beneath the sting of a slavemaster's whip I sing the BLUES on a ship anchored to dock My family being sold on a slave block I sing the BLUES being torn from my first born And hung my head and cried When my wife took his life And then commited suicide I sing the BLUES on a slavemaster's plantation Helpin him build his free nation I sing the BLUES in the cotton field Hustlin to make the daily yield I sing the BLUES when he forced my woman to bed Lawd KNOWS how I wish he was dead I sing the BLUES on the run.. {*fades out*} [Andreas 13] {It-it-it, it takes, it-it ta-it It takes..} solitude, to contemplate a dope rhyme Drop the bass as I go for mine 13, and I'm chillin with the X Man I choose to spews the blues, so you can understand I'm harder than the steel forged in a hot fire The Prince of Power, the ink of desire Engagin Andreas in the muck or the mire I got a storm - and she is a live one Singin in the background, promisin the stars the moon And the sun sayin, "Dre' I got a new life And I've just begun, a rerun might be fun" Now I play to win the game, to be put on This is what, gives me the blues, word is bond So now I'm gone.. {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I sing the blues..} [Andreas 13] Now, it's the blues, so don't snooze, check out how I kick it A def beat that's dope wild and wicked A mad brother, that is God gifted So tell me why am I another statistic Payin all my bills and still bein evicted Slum lord brought a rate height and I ripped it Broken lights, and no hot water You got nerve in here, beggin for a quarter Burn this bitch down, is what I oughta do And that's comin from the workin man's point of view The first of the month and all my bills are due I pay the light bill and pay the phone bill do Because if I don't, my po' ass is through My po' ass is through {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I..} [Andreas 13] I got a job - workin and smirkin for Apartheid County It takes two weeks to step collect my bounty And damn, I can't believe the way they tax me A third of my pay G? Exactly! Yeah they think they got me, sweatin for a paycheck Hearin my boss riff with empty threats But I don't worry, and I don't fret Just daydream about regrets Would I do it all over again? No words Cause workin everyday, and still bein broke.. .. is strictly to the curb! {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I sing the blues..} [Andreas 13] Now my girl, I tell her that I love her She says if you do, you must suffer - SUCKA So she moves in with another - brother Claimin to me, she needs two lovers One for the sex, and one for the money You know which one I was, but not to be funny Let me tell you all about this sourpuss honey Was she slick, and was she crummy Cause I believed her when she said she loved me Oh boy, what a dummy Because behind the back, everyone ain't true You see I live with someone, and scummy does too She said, "It's good for me.. if it's good for you" {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I, I have to sing the blues..} {Ahhh-hahhh, that's why I.. that's why I..} {That's why I got to sing the blues..} {ooooh-hooooooooo..} {*continues in background w/ variations} I sing the BLUES in church on Sunday Slavin on Monday, misused on Tuesday Abused on Wednesday, accuased on Thursday Fried alive on Friday, and died on Saturday Sho' nuff singin the blues I sing the BLUES that a sucka thought we couldn't bring I tell him sho' nuff the blues is my thing I sing the backwater BLUES, rhythm and BLUES Gospel BLUES, St. Louis BLUES, North Carolina BLUES Chicago BLUES, Mississippi god-DAMN BLUES The Watts BLUES, Harlem BLUES, ?? BLUES Gut-funky BLUES, funky chunky BLUES I sing the up North cigarette cough BLUES The down South strung out the side of my mouth BLUES I sing the BLUES black I sing the BLUES blacker I sing the BLUES blackest.. {That's why I sing the blues..} {That's why I..} {That's why I sing the blues..}