de la soul – 12. Am I Worth You scritto da admin 21 Gennaio 2016 Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh yeah [Verse 1] It’s a pity that you’re so dirty Worthy of some Southern hos-pital See we them Northern boys with nose and hows NYC livin’ ain’t nothin’ like it See how me and my peeps fit, we jigsaw Sometimes I play big saw to cut the deal And we keepin’ them bills paid with meals in the mouths of many A noble job at Feni Money ain’t everything but everything makes me want it But won’t dishonor my name so the claim throwers Act like game on the dice on the mic device Stay above middle class for life Not an easy task but I’ve grown to love it Dub it to tape, why don’t you whip a grin While I speak to my mens about the world problems And girl problems with no immediate way to solve em’ But I’m on hits [Chorus] I make the best of the life I be with it Making the most of the moment among the livin’ And it feels good Being the man that I want to be Do what I can cause I refuse to see The best of luxury, God’s been good to me Now I’m asking am I worthy of you, of you Am I worthy of you [Verse 2] Pull them quarters down I got some things on these nine ounces to vamp Me on a mission y’all Dug fresh dirt out the ground Lookin’ for the treasures in life A bambino picket fence around the residence I wore these shackels here for thirteen years But the only real slaves is the ones we record on We off all checks and God’s blessin’ Tryin’ to own a thousand island like we salad dressin’ Patience for the main course Don’t have me in position to remain boss Cause the man next to the man above the exec Don’t give a damn if I papered yet Sometimes it make me wanna go make a bet I did away with knock em’ and release some stress By any means, these petty greens will only get me stuck in a box Doin’ a dick shot in Oz, jerkin’ off in the J But anyway I keep my head on [Chorus] [Verse 3] I know people who tippy-toe through they own stompin’ ground Master not makin’ a sound to stay safe From the local star renaissance And the response is usually the same Wishin’ like it used to be Nothin’ in that life is new to me We roll like eyes on a ghetto girl Brushin’ off some no-man cause she’s his ghetto pearl We into livin’ beyond not livin’ fads Me and my comrads became dads young Try to have fun amongst responsibility Like fillin’ these accounts full Got caught up at a party in Bull’s Sometimes gotta have the nerve to say some rhymes Because some minds take offense Try to make ya life tense but we still here Still gainin’ the love, still standin’ above most [Chorus to end]