Lyrics Oh My - Sweatshop Union

Oh My

Fortunate for me, I couldn’t afford to be fortunate,
shit, we’re like the kid and his fortune never missed,
according to the landlord I’m poor as piss,
Trying to get not as poor as Gordon Hicks,
but I know, the only show supporting this,
which I really don’t know how to turn against,
and I didn’t just come here to moan and bitch,
grown folks getting older on kids’benefits, it’s,
the return of the poor man’s rap,
for those who don’t own homes off coke rap,
and the raining and floods, showing that,
so them old school cats still broke from rap,
most they see the poor, what most MC’s ignore,
while most these MCs were born and grew up poor,
we’ll be slaves in the old workforce,
to pay for a government that don’t work for us.
(Oh my) oh, just trying to get by lord I’m,
(so tired) fighting to get my, trying to get my,
(dough right) no luck for me lately, it don’t phase me,
(s'alright) cause I make money, money don’t make me.
fortunately, I believe that we can all agree,
it is what it is, not what we thought it’d be,
and if what i live ain’t what I’m called to be,
I must have mistrained my psychology,
and it’s mystery, ain’t it, the kids among us miscreated,
history is just like a train without a destination,
we need food, clothes, and shelter,
so we hustle till we’re old and helpless,
and if you do only go for the gold and wealth,
you’re still alone cause you don’t know yourself,
at the end of the day, still gotta eat, still gotta feed your kids,
still gotta light and heat their cribs,
I understand that, nobody planned that,
and single mother’s asking where the f**k the man at?
but like the man, we do it for love,
from student to dog, from the schools to the clubs, it goes.
(Oh my) oh, just trying to get by lord I’m,
(so tired) fighting to get my, trying to get my,
(low ride) no luck for me lately, it don’t phase me,
(s'alright) cause I make money, money don’t make me.
(Oh my) oh, just trying to get by lord I’m,
(so tired) fighting to get my, trying to get my,
(low ride) no luck for me lately, it don’t phase me,
(s'alright) cause I make money, money don’t make me.
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh oh my,
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