
Date of issue: 12.07.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Somebody's Gotta Do It |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets ugly |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets bloody |
Somebody’s gotta get their hands dirty |
Yo, it’s a fucked up job but somebody’s gotta do it |
Somebody’s gotta come up with a plan |
And be there when the shit hits the fan |
I hope y’all out there understand |
Look man it’s a fucked up job, but somebody’s gotta do it |
Yeah y’all, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist |
Raw, that’s what every soldier in my collective is |
Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist |
My level headedness make it come off so effortless |
The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish |
Back setting it with the answer to your deficit |
My track record is hot shit, consecutive |
Smug, I got game just like a record executive |
A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen |
A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling |
Bet on Black |
Bet these cats that’s all gelatin |
Will fall back spittin' them raps that’s unintelligent |
Raps that cap, rabid rattlin' out the gattlin' |
Crippling rhymes whistlin' past, blow you back in |
Smellin' your blood now I’m huntin' |
Blowin' your front in for frontin' what up cousin? |
Oh, now it’s nothin' |
Yo, you can’t go beyond a point of no returning |
I flip like my name Turner |
That’s for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner |
The raw sojourner for truth |
The mic burner |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets ugly |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets bloody |
Somebody’s gotta get their hands dirty |
Yo, it’s a fucked up job but somebody’s gotta do it |
Somebody’s gotta come up with a plan |
And be there when the shit hits the fan |
I hope y’all out there understand |
Look man it’s a fucked up job, but somebody’s gotta do it |
Mic malevolence defies violence I inherited |
Others just rentin' it like rooms at the Sheraton |
I gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in- |
And y’all cold like a show in the Netherlands |
Cold shoulders and frozen aortic valves — |
So I don’t form pals — conform to norms — morals different |
Gifted — use it to shift shit a mutant shape shifter when I spit it I’m liquid |
You could lick a million shots at the character of the body shell |
They’ll just richochette nigga aura’s hard as hell |
Before there was ain’t hard to tell |
The mic’s cycle coincided right with mine as well |
Since a minor I walked with the spine upstraight |
I learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plate |
I scraped barrel — even dined up on wine and steaks |
Cuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chased |
The narrow margin with the haves and the have nots |
Will get smaller as I approach — so watch your stash box |
Fox logo if your face is local |
Get bruised till you’re the color of the Laker’s logo |
This is work niggas |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets ugly |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets bloody |
Somebody’s gotta get their hands dirty |
Yo, it’s a fucked up job but somebody’s gotta do it |
Somebody’s gotta come up with a plan |
And be there when the shit hits the fan |
I hope y’all out there understand |
Look man it’s a fucked up job, but somebody’s gotta do it |
I made it — ain’t nobody believe in me |
But this rap game is like selling coke legally |
Ain’t no innovations — that takes concentration |
Nigga’s celebrating not knowing the time they wasting |
Killin' mics is one of my aesthetics |
Rip very live so I’m an entertainer like Cedric |
Shit they play on radio’s now give me a headache |
Can’t slow me down I know where I’m headed |
Your pride can only kill you, if you let it |
Nigga’s feeling energetic |
Wanna rumble — guns will come out |
Here come the paramedics |
I’m just trying to live like I’ve Devin |
Tired of my people failin' |
We all sin — the devil, what di I tell em |
Somebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddy |
I see things vividly, y’all vision is blurry |
Even if you hate — through my music you gone love |
Everybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets ugly |
Somebody’s gotta be there when it gets bloody |
Somebody’s gotta get their hands dirty |
Yo, it’s a fucked up job but somebody’s gotta do it |
Somebody’s gotta come up with a plan |
And be there when the shit hits the fan |
I hope y’all out there understand |
Look man it’s a fucked up job, but somebody’s gotta do it |
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