Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) - Dead Prez

Lyrics by：Clayton Gavin/Lavonne Alford

Composed by：Clayton Gavin/Lavonne Alford

Holton street

Dean street click clack

President uh huh

Nostril out dp's

Orange al rpg's

Tee town who want to ride

Brooklyn

Come on come on

Sittin' in the living room on the floor

All the pain got me on some migraine s**t

But I'm gonna maintain

N***a got 2 or 3 dollars to my name

And my homies in

The same boat going through the same thing

Ready for a cake

Better plot for the paper

We been living in the dark since April

On the candle

Gotta get a handle

My homie got a 25 automatic added to the camper

N***a get the phone book look up in the yellow page

Lemme tell you how we fend to get paid

We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver

We gonna stick the 25 up in his face

Let's ride stepping outside like warriors

Head to the notorious southside

One weapon to the four of us

Hiding in the corridor until we see

The dominos car headlights

White boy in the wrong place at the right time

Soon as the car door open up he mine

We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose

By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes

You know what this is

It's a stick up

Gimme the do' from your pickups

You ran into the wrong niggaz

We running down the block hot with these pizza boxes

So we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah yo ain't you hungry my n***a

Hell yeah you want to get paid my n***a

Hell yeah ain't you tired of starving my n***a

Hell yeah well let's ride then

Hell yeah hell yeah

I know a way we can get paid

You can get down but you can't be afraid

Let's go to the dmv

And get a id

The name says you but the fates is me

Now it's your turn take my paper work

Like 1 2 3 let's make it work

Then fill out the credit card application

And it's gonna be 'bout 3 weeks a waiting

For American express

It's 'cause we card

Platinum visa master card

'Cause when we was spooked as s**t like we's was targets

Now we just walk right up and say charge it

To the game we rocking brand names

Well known at the park store chains

We even got the boys in the crew a few things

Po po never know who to true blame

Sto' after sto' you know we kept rolling

Wait two weeks report the car stolen

Repeat this like a like a laundry mat

Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch

Coming out the mall with the shopping bags

We can take it right back then get the cash

Yea get a friend and then do it again

D**n right that's how we paid the rent

Hell yeah

Time to get this paper

I'm down for the caper

Please steady on the grind

It's a deadly struggle

We all gotta hustle

This is the way we survive

Time to get this paper

I'm down for the caper

Please steady on the grind

It's a deadly struggle

We all gotta hustle

This is the way we survive

I know a caper

We can get some government paper

You know food stamps can we really do that

Hell yea right there for the taking

F**k welfare we say reparations

And uh you know the grind

Get up early get in the line and just wait

Everybody on break that's part of the game

And when they call your name

Miss case worker let my state my claim

I'm homeless jobless times is hard I'm 'bout hopeless

But I gotta eat regardless

No family to run to I'm 22

Now tell me what the f**k am I supposed to do

My sad story made her feel close to me

I made her feel like it was an emergency

When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe

I came back with a big bag of groceries

Every job I ever had

I had to get on the first day

I find out how to pimp the system

Two steps ahead of the manager

Getting over on the regular tax free money

Out of the register

And when I'm working late nights stockin' boxes

I'm creepin' their merchandise

And don't put me on dishes I'm dropping them b***hes

And taking all day long to mop the kitchen s**t

We ain't getting paid commission minimum wage

Modern day slave conditions

Got me flippin' burgers with no power

Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour

I'm not the one to kiss a*s for the top position

I take mine off the top like a politician

Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living

I got mouths to feed I gots to get it

Hell yeah you down to roll my n***a

Hell yeah you ready to get

Your hands dirty my n***a

Hell yeah your woman need money

And things my n***a

Hell yeah well let's ride then

Hell yeah

C'mon c'mon

If you claiming gangsta

Then bring on the system

And show that you ready to ride

Till we get our freedom

We got to get over

Please steady on the grind