The Gift (Explicit)

The Gift (Explicit) - Rappin' 4-tay

Composed by：Rappin' 4-Tay/Annie Lennox/P. Buchanan/R. Bell/Phil Moore

Produced by：Frank Hudson Jr./Gary Hudson/Cyrus Esteban

Police stay infiltrating

But us black folks really

Infiltrating our damn self

You know what I'm saying

So we just gotta roll with

The punches

And be prepared for anything

Come along our way you know

I had it hard I remember it all mane

No need to purp I had to work

A proper plan

Because my mama she was workin'

And cookin' and doin' it all

Washin' my cloths cleaning my nose

Scrubbin' the floor scrubbing the walls

She said whatever you do

With your life just do it properly

And maybe one day you own your

Own business and buy some property

My momma schooled me with

The game oh yes she laced me

So all them sheisty suckers

Up in the town they couldn't fade me

Still can't I clock bank

I'm potent like a spliff

You know why because the

Good Lord gave me the gift

I don't know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure

It's good for you

A butcher a baker

A candlestickmaker

Whatever

I don't know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure

It's good for you

A butcher a baker

A candlestickmaker

You know the rhyme

How would I rap how would I rhyme

How would I get me some peace of mind

I'm thanking the Lord I'm having a

For pulling this s*** that I pulled before

Laughing and gaffing at criminal minded

Federal agents follow me 24 7

I pop my spot but they can't find it

And they're so mad 'cause

I'm shaking 'em breaking 'em

Taking 'em yes I'm swift

You know why because the good

Lord gave me the gift

I don't know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it's good for you

A butcher a butcher a candlestickmaker

Whatever

I don't know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it's good for you

A butcher a baker a candlestickmaker

Chilling in home like a zone

Reminding myself of al capone

'Cause soon as some drama comes

Up in my face I'm telling you nigga it's on

And the land barches dedly the young ones

Slanging and banging and hanging

Out on the turf don't

Be the sprung one the dumb one

Who follow the leader you be the

Leader so we can achieve what goal be

'Cause I tell you my brother there's

Nothing as good as keeping your a*s off parole

You gotta do what you got's to do

You gotta hustle

Just remember the circumstances brother

Life is just like a puzzle

I'm dropping something that

You can relax your mind to

It ain't no ratatatat you go with the gat

I roll with the ragtop crew

Just a gang of the riggidy rap

So we can lift up out of the five-o face

And tell them that the good

Lord gave me the gift

I don't know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it's good for you

A butcher a baker a candlestickmaker

Whatever

I don't know what you can do

Whatever it is make sure it's good for you

A butcher a baker a candlestickmaker

Whatever

He gave me

The gift the gift to sang

He gave me

The gift the gift to sang

To do my thing whenever I want

To sing I'm sorry make things go right

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah

He gave me the gift to spit

The gift to keep the crowd rowdy

He gave me the voice to sang

Oh yeah

The same way 4-tay is doing his thang

He gave me the gift to spit

He gave me the voice to sang