Tha Payroll stay Strong Lyrics by Spearhead

Tha Payroll stay Strong Lyrics

    Gramma this one's for you (stay strong)

    (chorus)
    (he's strong!)
    Mama mama mama mama i couldn't say "no"
    (so strong!)
    Got sick and tired of seein' brothers being treated ill
    (he's strong!)
    They say to chill, they say my homey's not available
    (stay strong!)
    I hear mama they got him working on tha payroll
    (she's strong!)
    Mama mama mama mama i couldn't say "no"
    (so strong!)
    Got sick and tired of seein' sistas being treated ill
    (she's strong!)
    They say to chill, they say my homegirl's not available
    (stay strong!)
    I hear mama they got her working on tha payroll

    At 21 the brother "smooth" he got a record deal
    Been working hard been writin' songs about the things he feels
    He says it's real, 'cause i got bills, but i got skills
    My deck is stacked, if i could only get my shit on wax
    When it was ripe he took his tape up to the rec execs
    They smoked cigars and rolled their eye's at him behind their specs
    Your shit is phat but i don't hear it in the format jack
    What's all this black crap check page twenty one of your contract

    (chorus)

    A friend of mine roberta she got a job at the post office
    She was college edjamacated but got fired up at the law office
    I'm all alone two kids at home, i need a job just any job
    So i can get back on my feet like tina "t"(urner)
    The boss came up to her said, "why don't you come home with me"
    I'd like to see you take off your clothes for me
    She said "no way man!"
    He said "you don't understand"
    "you lose your life, you lose your job if you don't do this shift!"

    (chorus)

    I met a black man who became a police officer
    Officer, officer, officer, officer, officer, overseer
    He tried to tell me it was the only job available
    Either rob or join the mob 'cause i'm not salable
    One night he went out on an undercover sting-ing
    Bought some smack tried to break the heroin ring-ring
    Two cops white cops saw juggling goin' down
    They spilled his brain like homey the fuckin' clown
    (he's gone!)
    Mama mama mama mama i couldn't say no
    Got sick and tired of seein' people bein' treated ill
    Picked up my nines, walked up from behind
    Tapped two of them on the neck so i could meet their eyes direct
    Pom! pom!
    I didn't do it for tha payroll

    (chorus)

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